Post by Kappa on Dec 10, 2022 21:28:17 GMT -6
"Whatcha got there, loser?" Carol Andrews, 18 years old, a high school senior in a leather jacket, smoking a cigarette under the bleacher with a bitchy look on her pasty white face.
"Do ya mind letting me enjoy my smoke break in peace?" Carol, her mind aged 10 years, eyes blinking erratically, asks with the thought process being she's a cafeteria worker.
In her head, no longer a teenage, Carol sees herself now as an adult woman pushing the big 3-Oh.
"Darn kids." Carol mutters. "..."
"Making me feel ancient! I'm only 38, for Pete's Sake!" Carol points out before taking another drag. The irony, physically, she remains 18.
"Gosh, where does the time go?.."
"Enjoy your youth while it lasts, Kid." Carol frowns, mentally seeing herself as a 48 year old lunch lady. "One minute, you're rocking out to Nirvana before class and the next, you're slinging Mac and Cheese to your old classmate's kids!"
Carol chuckles a rather nasally, mature laugh, followed by a smoker's cough.
"That Darn Bridgette, I'd be living in a mansion too if I got knocked up at 17 by Steve Masterson! The hussy!"
Carol sighs, fin the middle of a midlife crisis, questioning all of her choices plopped into her head.
"I should better get back to work..."
"I swear, why the school hires kids straight outta high school is beyond me!" Carol tuts, considering herself a 58 year old senior.
Her body still youthful, mentally, she feels utterly exhausted!
"Take my advice kid, go to college or you'll be stuck in this dump like me!.."
"Eh, at least I'm retiring this year!" Carol Andrews, mentally a 68 year old lunch lady, smirks arrogantly.
"Darn brats, can't wait to spend my golden years far away from 'em!"
Letting her be, you watch Carol stomp off to the cafeteria. 18 physically, mentally a grandma, the world will treat her as the latter!
◀️ Age 10 years physically | Age 10 years mentally ▶️ |
"Do ya mind letting me enjoy my smoke break in peace?" Carol, her mind aged 10 years, eyes blinking erratically, asks with the thought process being she's a cafeteria worker.
In her head, no longer a teenage, Carol sees herself now as an adult woman pushing the big 3-Oh.
"Darn kids." Carol mutters. "..."
◀️ Age 10 years physically | Age 10 years mentally ▶️ |
"Making me feel ancient! I'm only 38, for Pete's Sake!" Carol points out before taking another drag. The irony, physically, she remains 18.
"Gosh, where does the time go?.."
◀️ Age 10 years physically | Age 10 years mentally ▶️ |
"Enjoy your youth while it lasts, Kid." Carol frowns, mentally seeing herself as a 48 year old lunch lady. "One minute, you're rocking out to Nirvana before class and the next, you're slinging Mac and Cheese to your old classmate's kids!"
Carol chuckles a rather nasally, mature laugh, followed by a smoker's cough.
"That Darn Bridgette, I'd be living in a mansion too if I got knocked up at 17 by Steve Masterson! The hussy!"
Carol sighs, fin the middle of a midlife crisis, questioning all of her choices plopped into her head.
"I should better get back to work..."
◀️ Age 10 years physically | Age 10 years mentally ▶️ |
"I swear, why the school hires kids straight outta high school is beyond me!" Carol tuts, considering herself a 58 year old senior.
Her body still youthful, mentally, she feels utterly exhausted!
"Take my advice kid, go to college or you'll be stuck in this dump like me!.."
◀️ Age 10 years physically | Age 10 years mentally ▶️ |
"Eh, at least I'm retiring this year!" Carol Andrews, mentally a 68 year old lunch lady, smirks arrogantly.
"Darn brats, can't wait to spend my golden years far away from 'em!"
Letting her be, you watch Carol stomp off to the cafeteria. 18 physically, mentally a grandma, the world will treat her as the latter!