beacon hills town slogan:
"don’t trust anybody. no one. don’t trust your neighbor. don’t trust your friends. don’t trust your mom. don’t trust your dog. no one. don’t do it."
"You hit like a girl," the strong female character says
"Stop being such a girl," the strong female character says
"Man up," the strong female character says
"Shut the fuck up," I whisper
#stop using my gender as an insult
Lily looked down from the second floor window at the small people scurrying around the mass of chairs beneath her. People were carrying chairs to the group, and others were arranging them into rows. Sirius put a few of the chairs he had brought out down, leaned against one and wiped the sweat from his brow. He glimpsed Lily looking from the window and waved at her. She gave him a smile and raised her hand in greeting.
Blimey, it was hot. Sweat made her shiver as it trickled down her back, and she was having trouble breathing; though she wasn’t sure it was the heat that was stifling her.
“Lily,” her mother cracked the door and poked her head in, “May I come in, dear?”