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These were the days of our lives, for as long as we lived, until we died. Alone.
I feel this quote deep in my soul.
a line of old white men and young white men, various bald and balding heads of innumerable ages. There were handshakes all around.
Setting up the 'boys club' well.
suit fit her perfectly, but it was clearly not a woman’s suit. Ditto on the blue button-down dress shirt she wore with it.
It was no wonder Katie had mistaken her for a man earlier. Mannish was clearly the look she was going for, and her voice was deep and brusque enough that it could go either way.
Discussion of the tone.
She would make an attractive woman if she’d grow her hair out and change into a more feminine suit like Katie’s. A suit designed for a woman, with breast darts and no pockets and an absurdly low-cut neckline, like God intended it.
The tone here is so, so negative that it is somewhat disturbing. Does Katie have an issue with lesbians? Or does she merely have an issue with the way in which Cassidy is dressed? Either way -- the tone!
dusty, stale apartment that she hadn’t lived in for two years,
Nothing says $$$ more than having an apartment you rent, but don't live in. Eeks.
Of course Katie was scared. These were not her people. Would it be a gay bar they would take her to? It had to be, right? The closest Katie had ever come to stepping foot into a gay bar was the time she accidentally went for lunch at that restaurant where all the waitresses were drag queens.
Again, the tone!
Why were you being so god-awful mean to me? Why were you acting like that? Because she could. Because nothing got to her. Because this was what Cassidy did; she wrecked people.
Katie understood that just because you make out with a woman one time, it doesn’t mean you’re gay, but what if you find yourself angling to meet up with the object of your affection the very next night in hopes that you might have a few drinks and it’ll happen again?
As a rule Cassidy never cuddled after sex. It gave girls the wrong idea to hold them longer than necessary. It made them get attached.
Why should it matter that Cassidy was female? How outmoded it was to feel guilty.
“I don’t know if I like girls,” Katie shot back. “But I like Cassidy. And you should be ashamed of yourself for passing judgment on me. You of all people should be wary of trying to put people in boxes. My feelings for Cassidy are real, and you’re right, we’ve been spending a lot of time together, mostly in bed doing the four-legged foxtrot, not that it’s any of your damn business.”
