Pecola || camp nano

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Once again, Pecola Robinson found herself alone in bed in the tiny one-bedroom Loft apartment she shared with her on/off again boyfriend of seven years Huey Breedlove. Huey, who was also supposed to be home hours ago, was off again, doing God knows what. Pecola thought he wasn't supposed to have the streetlights beat him given how dangerous it was to be out and about being who he was in the liberally progressive city of Mazzoni, Eagleland.

Pecola shook her head to shake off her troubling thoughts, glancing at her wigs located on the top of the dresser. I can't be worried about Huey. I have to study, research. Focus, Pecola, focus! She thought angrily at herself.

She looked around the room of their all white carpeted bedroom that was completed with silver furnishing. However, this fact was only known to the couple since every available crevice of the room was covered by books and documents that were opened at various places with highlighting and sticky notes. She had scattered these haphazardly on the floor, nightstand, and dressers in haste. Currently only her, her laptop, her phone, and their chargers were on the bed with her. All that was missing was Huey in bed beside her complaining about her not taking a break and overthinking so much she got nothing done.

Huey should have been home by now. A drive from their apartment from city center to Hudson University to get the large on-campus theater hosting the award ceremony couldn't have been more than 15 minutes with time to spare. Plus, the award ceremony had been at 3 PM and here it was coming up 9:30. She realized after checking her phone.

She debated calling her older sister Tae to talk because she was worried. But she didn't want to bother the newlyweds by distracting Tae and her sister-in-law away from each other with her bullshit. And knowing Tae, she would probably tell Pecola that she needed a long break from everything to decompress, relax, and destress. Each time Tae would make these sorts of comments about much-needed breaks, Pecola understood this as Tae being unsupportive of Pecola's academic pursuits and suggesting that she shouldn't go on her study abroad trip to study the Finali people just because she was always feeling too stressed lately. It wasn't her fault she was stressed because of Huey and his carelessness.

Didn't he know that just because he was currently getting his Ph.D. from Hudson University didn't mean anything to police or anybody else out there. Hadn't he had learned that from hearing about what happened to that girl Imani Smith or any of the other Black folks that had been murdered by Mazzoni police or some Eaglelander over the past few weeks, months, decades, centuries.

There had been so many being murdered over the past few years, Pecola didn't even grieve or feel anything. Black death was so numbing and common in Eagleland, her first thought was "oh, another?" rather than the same outrage she had felt back when she first learned about the disgusting, disturbing normalcy of police brutality and violence against Black folks. Though, her mind went to the worst place though at the thought of something happening to Huey.

10 Ten University or not, educated or not uneducated, niggas end up just as dead...but she didn't want her mind to think about that, shuddering at the thought. She had to stop these racing thoughts and focus on the tasks she had to do concerning her school work. And why do I care about his life when he was too stupid to care? Why should I worry if he doesn't? If he was gone, so what? Good riddance!

Pecola was the type of girl that was used to being alone and had grown comfortable with her loneliness. Matter of fact, she didn't get lonely. She didn't need anybody but her.

And she loved having the whole apartment to herself anyway because she could do whatever she wanted.

She could lounge around in bed all day as she studied or worked on school work.