The Party
Sergeant, why am I here? I'm always incredibly appropriate. In high school, I was voted "Most Appropriate."
Ooh, self burn! Those are rare.
Holt's birthday was her chance to impress him. She'd screwed up Thanksgiving, Christmas had been a bust, and she embarrassed herself daily in front of him. His party was her chance, and instead she found herself locked inside his bathroom with Jake, the Sarge and Cheddar the dog.
Instead of impressing Holt, she found herself draped over jake's shoulders as she wheezed, her eyes red and puffy. She was meant to be making a good impression, instead she just embarrassed herself. Again.
"Hey, don't worry about them". Jake, as he tipped allergy pills into her hand and opened a bottle of water for her. "They're not that cool, anyway".
She swallowed the pills, leaning against him and closing her weepy eyes. "Thank you".
Her stupid allergies meant she didn't see his smile.