Magenta Is Alternative. Tell your friends. @ 09:52 pm
Scene: Friday afternoon, Uni café filled with students cramming for their test that evening. (Sidenote: I will forever hate this professor for scheduling both our tests so far on a Friday night.) I am sitting next to a table with two girls who have their textbooks open, but are chatting away. I take my headphones out, because for once my study playlist is NOT helping me study. And I hear:
Girl 1: She's nice though, like, she deserves to have a boyfriend.
Girl 2: Oh yeah. Totally. But who do do we know that would like Magenta?
Guy: Oh who? Magenta?
Girl 2: Uh-huh.
Girl 1: Thing is, Magenta is really alternative. She like, wears red leggings.
Girl 2: That's really alternative.
Guy: Magenta can pull of red leggings, but I never could. I tried, but I'm a guy.
Girl 2: Yeah, Magenta is really alternative.
Girl 1: Even her name is like, alternative.
Girl 2: She's pretty too. Do we know any guys that would like her?
Girl 1: Yeah... She's pretty, but not like hot pretty. You know, like she's pretty like.... She's pretty pretty but not like, sexy beast.
Girl 2: I know what you mean. She's not cute or hot just pretty.
Girl 1: Like the kind of pretty you'd copy.
*At this point the guy looks thoroughly confused*
Girl 2: Doesn't Magenta like Andy?
Girl 1: Andy? I don't think so. And anyway, Andy's like, boring for her. Magenta is fun. And I think Andy likes her friend, what's her name?
Girl 1: Ha, not her. But I always call her Alien.
Girl 2: *laughs* You mean Liv?
Girl 1: Yeah! She bought Andy that awesome T-shirt for his birthday.
Guy: That was such a cool T-shirt! It had like the thing on it...
Girl 2: That shirt was kinda alternative actually...
I DID NOT MAKE UP ANY OF THIS. SERIOUSLY, I eavesdropped like I've never eavesdropped before. Then I made sure I remembered every. single. line.