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another fic for day 1??? really?? yeah i wrote 2 for some reason (the gender prompt was making me do it). anyway again, for @demonlandline, happy birthday love <33
prompts: gender, tattoos, transformation
claire novak is a canvas
read below or on ao3 (1k words) / the other day 1
“You’re very angry.” That is one of the first things Alex tells Claire when she arrives at Jody’s.
Claire looks up from her dinner—Jody ordered pizza, but made them put the slices on proper plates. “Fuck you!” She bites out, then she gets up, the chair scraping on the hardboard and toppling over, hitting the floor with a dull thud. On her way out, Claire doesn’t register Jody calling after her. She spends her first night in Sioux Falls finding a tattoo parlour, then buying vodka with her fake id and wandering around, staring at the basil leaves on her wrist, the skin around the thin lines irritated and red.
When she returns to Jody’s at six in the morning, the bottle of vodka long empty, she expects to be thrown out for her earlier behaviour. But Jody only makes her a hot chocolate and tells her to answer her texts the next time. Claire asks her not to order pizza anymore, the memory of standing in her old kitchen with her dad, laying vegetables on pizza dough and sprinkling basil leaves over everything won’t leave her mind.
Jody doesn’t ask why. She just nods.
There was this girl. I met her on a train. The first time I saw her, she was covered in coffee and smelled like pancakes, and she was beautiful like a city you always wanted to go to, like how you wait years and years for the right time, and then as soon as you get there, you have to taste everything and touch everything and know every street by name. I felt like I knew her. She reminded me who I was. She had soft lips and green eyes and a body that wouldn’t quit. Hair like you wouldn’t believe. Stubborn, sharp as a knife. And I never, ever wanted a person to save me until she did.
ONE LAST STOP by CASEY MCQUISTON