Anonymous prompt: Charlie trying to contain her anger.
4 years ago
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Charlie wasn’t an angry person.
Standoffish? Maybe. Rarely smiled? Absolutely. Cursed like a sailor? Preferred her solitude? Frequently seething with barely contained frustration?
...Look, the point is: while no one could safely say that she was cheery by nature, Charlie was far from the fire-breathing dragon that some folks took her for.
Life had dealt her some shitty cards, and she felt no obligation to pretend it hadn’t, but she did her damnedest to make sure that the strongest things she felt never saw the light of day.
From early on she had become very good at keeping her emotions contained. Open-palmed discipline had been her first motivator, and with the executor of said discipline dead and buried, she became responsible for disciplining herself. This proved… difficult, to say the least, and ultimately ineffective. Teenagers are far more emotionally volatile than children, after all. And, as it turns out, shoving all your feelings in a box and kicking them into a metaphorical pit is not the best idea in the long run.
Through trial and error, she found other ways to keep calm. Nicotine, deep breaths, screaming into pillows, fingernails digging into palms and such. Projecting a positive mask was exhausting, so she instead chose to project indifference.
No one in her life could accuse her of being loud, mean, nasty, scared, hurt, lonely, weak, or wanting.
Plausible deniability across the board, just how she liked it.
BTW, I'm still taking prompts for future writing shorts this month, so if you want to see a character of mine in a certain (sfw) scenario, leave a comment and I may devote 100+ words to it.]]
Charlie wasn’t an angry person.
Standoffish? Maybe. Rarely smiled? Absolutely. Cursed like a sailor? Preferred her solitude? Frequently seething with barely contained frustration?
...Look, the point is: while no one could safely say that she was cheery by nature, Charlie was far from the fire-breathing dragon that some folks took her for.
Life had dealt her some shitty cards, and she felt no obligation to pretend it hadn’t, but she did her damnedest to make sure that the strongest things she felt never saw the light of day.
From early on she had become very good at keeping her emotions contained. Open-palmed discipline had been her first motivator, and with the executor of said discipline dead and buried, she became responsible for disciplining herself. This proved… difficult, to say the least, and ultimately ineffective. Teenagers are far more emotionally volatile than children, after all. And, as it turns out, shoving all your feelings in a box and kicking them into a metaphorical pit is not the best idea in the long run.
Through trial and error, she found other ways to keep calm. Nicotine, deep breaths, screaming into pillows, fingernails digging into palms and such. Projecting a positive mask was exhausting, so she instead chose to project indifference.
No one in her life could accuse her of being loud, mean, nasty, scared, hurt, lonely, weak, or wanting.
Plausible deniability across the board, just how she liked it.
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