Isn't it interesting how someone we met online can become so immensely important to us and how much we can miss them even when we have never met them in person.
thinking about how borrowers are incredibly isolated. and while there might be tiny communities in places without humans, those who are born into borrowing do not see other people frequently and therefore act a little different because of their upbringing. a tiny living in a wild commune can clock a borrower instantly, by their rough social skills and other little tells the borrower isn’t even aware of. tinies will jokingly call others “borrowers” when they make social blunders. it’s expected that borrowers are just a little Different because of their upbringing.
this post brought to you by me, 26, who still gets clocked as a former homeschooler to this fucking day
“C’mon, you know weddings are fun! You’ll be fine.”
“It’s not the actual shindig that’s the issue; it’s the traveling four states over to get there. That drive is gonna take me like, twelve hours. Be glad you’re a borrower and don’t have to travel for cousins’ weddings.”
“Dude, you’re joking, right? Last year my brother had a destination wedding, two blocks down the street at that house with the big birdbath. It took me three weeks to travel there. I had to fight a CHIPMUNK.”
“Goddamn.”
“I wish I could have drove. The birdbath pool party reception ruled, though.”
“Oh, nice. Open bar?”
“Tinies don’t do that. It was Open Bottle. One open bottle of rum, and we were thriving.”