《Silvana: Queen of the Witches》Chapter 12 (A) - Back to the Grind
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In The Hour of Jupiter, On The Day of Lucifer, the Moon a Crescent:
I awoke groggily the next morning with a start as Artie began to paw at me. I rose to my feet and inspected the sunlight flooded house with my dagger drawn as I crossed the hall and checked my parent's old bedroom. There was no sign that anybody had been there. The night's suspense must have just been my imagination after Sunday morning's encounter coupled with the chaos of the storm.
The power still hadn't come back on, so I was frustrated to realize I would need to go to work without any refreshing shower to wash off the sweat and restore my hair from yesterday.
I drove to the cafe and started to pick up the noon shift. Rene greeted me from behind the counter at my arrival. "Heeey, so nice to see you come out this weekend!"
"Yeah, it was fun. Thanks for getting me out of the house." I said.
"So what did you think of Tom?" she asked.
"Oh... Tom? He was alright."
"He's single y'know. He thought you were really funny."
"He's just kind of uhh... not my type."
Rene laughed. "Well, Okay Silvana! Then what is your type? Like seriously, why are you so hung up on someone like Grant? You've barely even ever talked to him!"
"I just..." I paused to think of what to say. It was actually a pretty good question. "I want someone in my life who reflects the strength I feel in myself. Someone who shares my ambition, the breadth of my aspirations. I want to be with somebody who impresses me and know that I impress them."
Rene looked at me for a few seconds trying to think of what to say. "Okay, I mean, that makes sense."
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"You think it's stupid, don't you?"
"No! No! No! Silvana! Don't put words in my mouth! You wanting that out of a partner is totally valid and I get it!" she said. "It's just not what I look for."
"Well you're the one who can actually keep a relationship. What do you look for?" I asked.
Rene shrugged "I just look for a guy who makes me laugh and who treats me like an equal, you know? Like, Kurt isn't some kind of ineffable supernatural creature, he's my best friend. I always feel good when I'm around him and he makes me laugh constantly. When things get tough we know how to give each other space or to support each other and work together when we need help."
I sighed. "So what you're saying is what I want is stupid and naive."
"Bullshit! No I didn't! Don't put words in my mouth! What I want for you is to get what you want and that's perfectly fine!" She exclaimed. "I just don't get why Grant."
"Well like... I just... I used to see him every day in school and he just had this way about him. Like, he was really smart and passionate about things, and witty, and somehow above all the bullshit around me, and I just wish he had seen that in me too."
"Well like, maybe he isn't actually that smart or passionate or impressive or whatever if he was there for so long and he never noticed you. I mean, I see all those things in you. I think you're great!"
"Maybe." I sighed. "I just can't get him out of my head. It's so rare I meet anyone who makes me feel that way. I can't really explain it."
Rene sighed. "I get it."
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