12/26

[creepyoldguy]

 [It's the day after Christmas.  And there's a new face on camera, beaming at everyone from their mirrors.   A teenage girl!

...of sorts.  She's not winning any beauty pageants, that's a given.  She looks "off", for lack of a better term, but, for what she lacks in normalcy she makes up for in enthusiasm.]

HI GUYS!

[A cheerful "princess" wave.]

I am sooooooo happy to meet all of you!  I'm Betty!   I can't wait to be your new friend, TEE-HEE.

Tell me all the things!  Y'know gossip and shit....stuff. I mean.

[She tilted her head and let a messy ponytail flop to the side with the gesture, still smiling much, much, too broadly.]  

Comments

[creepyoldguy]

[Lydia would probably be by with the squirt gun again.]

I’m just being friendly.

[dr_riley]

Oh, is that what the kids are calling terrorism these days? I always get so confused.

[creepyoldguy]

You're kind of adorable, in a grumpy old man sort of way.

[dr_riley]

[INDIGNANT, HIGH PITCHED SPUTTER]

I'm thirty three! And the youngest chief scientist that's ever been on the UKGC's payroll! Pff. What're you, a six hundred years old moldering mummy? Grumpy old man. Tch!

[creepyoldguy]

Me? I’m a few millennia.

You are rocking a grandpa vibe at a very early age, congrats!