[Lina lets her shoulders slump, then puts the Gatorade bottle down on the table and sits down next to Jen. not super close, but close enough for a semi-serious conversation.]

Enough stuff happens to me already that I don't even bother getting surprised about this anymore. [while Lina would love to institute a No Bummers policy for the stuff she talks about, it seems... unrealistic.] Sometimes my bank charges me for not having enough money and I overdraft and they charge me again for that. Sometimes I miss out on an entire shift because the city's gone white and I don't know where work is anymore.

[she looks at Jen and gives a resigned smile, her lips thin and only one corner turned up.] I'm just glad they match my hair now.