#Roxxane Fowler

[melodythebunny]

maybe someday

Valentine's day.

Roxxi couldn't say she outright hated the holiday- given how it was mainly for companies to exploit and earn more money. 

But rather it was just a sore reminder of just how alone she was. Her, Roxanne Fowler, the biggest reporter in Fair City, alone. Maybe not truly alone. But did it count when she was surrounded by a bunch of fakes?

“Heya, Roxxi rocks.”

Roxanne raised her eyebrow at her approaching coworker. Freddy Fahrenheit, the weather man.

“hello Freddy.” Roxanne greeted.

“Y’know with Valentine's coming up I figured-”

She cuts him off, not even mildly interested. “No thanks, I have plans already.”

That was a lie of course. Knowing she would just spend her day cooped up in her apartment avoiding the world. But Freddy didn't have to know that.

She didn't miss how his face turned into a scowl for a moment. Very brief in fact. Not many would notice. But she learned to read faces long ago. For a moment she wonders if she had misjudged him. That was quickly squashed however in the following days where it had been apparent she had dodged a bullet.

Roxxane didn't hate her job.

But it became bluntly clear she didn't get this job off her intelligence. Part of it was for the money her family funded for the news station. And they just wanted a pretty face for the screens. So it wasn't a surprise for Roxxi when people wanted her around. Knowing why.

Still left a bitter taste in her mouth.

Then there was Amazo Guy.

He was like a breath of fresh air. Too good to be true. He was just so…genuine. The first time Roxxane had to do a cover story, admittedly she was excited. Having been somewhat of a superhero comic book fan growing up, it felt like a dream come true. She winded up asking more questions than what was written down for her to ask.

She stopped seeing how overwhelmed he was becoming. Amazon didn't say anything but she could see him holding a strained smile, one she often used.

Oh…

“Sorry..I got excited..and I know that's not a valid excuse…” Roxxi says earnestly. 

“It's alright. I get that it's your job and I've had way more invasive questions than that.” Amazo said, trying to wave it off.

The news reporter glanced down at her paperwork realizing she hadn't even begun writing down anything. “Nah these weren't even on my task list. you know what…”  She yeeted her clipboard somewhere behind her. “We don't even have to do this interview if you don't want to.”

“Really?” The hero looked at her perplexed but she could also see he seemed a bit relieved.

“Yea, really.” Roxxane said. She found herself meaning it too. More and more often did she start realizing that the ones behind the capes and masks were people too. Constantly having to deal with expectations of others. Often judged and opinions discarded as Long as the others got what they wanted.

Maybe she and Amazo guy weren't so different after all.

Perhaps that's why she began to fall for him. Roxxi hadn't even noticed until she looked at the card she had made. Her face flushed with embarrassment.

Lois Lane to your Superman. She had written.

How cheesy.

a few poetic lines couldn't tell him how much he meant to her. She crumpled the paper and tossed it into a trashcan.

She looked at the photo she had taken with Amazo guy. She really was supposed to unmask him. But honestly didn't care about what her bosses wanted. Couldn't fire her without losing the funding they craved.

She found herself unwrinkling her crumpled card.

Maybe someday…

@blueweirdness

@ninjastormhawkkat

@erraticeris

@lartmacabre

@liloskull343