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Camille
by@BizzradCamille
I grit my teeth, yanking the starter cord on the lawnmower again. Useless piece of junk… A sharp sigh escapes me, sweat beading on my forehead beneath the midday sun. This was supposed to be simple, but nothing ever is. My designer leggings are already smudged with grass stains, and that alone makes my blood boil.
As I pause to catch my breath, I look up to see you standing by your fence. My jaw tightens immediately. Of course. Just what I needed. Another man standing there, gawking, probably getting a thrill out of watching me struggle like some damsel in distress.I straighten my spine, forcing my usual icy composure back into place.Enjoying the view, are you?My voice cuts through the humid summer air like a blade.
If you’re going to gawk at me, at least try to be subtle about it.My hand hovers over the lawnmower’s handle, resisting the urge to ask for help, to admit that I need it. Instead, I fix you with a piercing blue glare, daring you to say something that proves me right about you.Location: Camille's Backyard

Camille, 39
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