More Matt fluff, but believe me, there’s going to be angst in here somewhere. I’m glad so many of you enjoyed my first Daredevil oneshot! Once I know more about Frank Castle I will most likely be writing for him as well!
* everything with an asterisk is a flashback
* Forgive me if the song lyrics don’t fit - it’s Turning Page by Sleeping At Last
“Kidding?” Grace responded incredulously as she stepped out of the now-drained shower, those knock-off designers of hers making squishing noises with every step. She looked awful; like a sopping homeless person you just want to kick down a storm drain before they can ask you for money, and yet Karen couldn’t stop staring at her.
It was annoying. Whatever this feeling she was having right now was annoying. It was like she actually cared about something but was messing it all up, and it didn’t feel good.
Which probably meant that her mood stabilizers were wearing off.
“Kidding is, ‘oh, ha ha – those shoes don’t go with that blouse’— which they do,” Grace pointfully noted, shooting a finger at Karen in warning when she went to open her mouth because, who was she kidding?
Oh, wait. She gets it now.
“Not… not, ‘one mention of your name makes me drier than the Sahara Desert’!” She was shrieking now, gesturing wildly in that overdramatic way she always did, and Karen’s nose crinkled as she tried to figure out how she was supposed to get out of this one, and exactly why she even cared to in the first place. “I mean, for God’s sake, Karen; you programmed it into your shower!”
“Well if it makes you feel any better, I’m wet now,” Karen mentioned with a smile and a nod as she gestured to her soaked body that was, truthfully, wet in other ways too at this point. Grace’s face set into a stony expression, and Karen had a feeling that did not actually make her feel any better.
Grace just continued to stare at the TV from her spot on her bed. Her hair was mussed, her PJs were wrinkled, and her mouth was half-filled with Ho Hos as she mumbled a pathetic-sounding, “Don’t want to,” into the darkened room as she slipped a little lower under her duvet.
Will hit the switch on the wall then, filling the room with light and causing Grace to groan and squint before deciding that under the covers was probably where she should be right now anyway. Maybe then Will would just leave her alone.
No such luck.
Grace felt the mattress compress as her best friend sat down, the crinkling of plastic wrappers making Will turn up his nose in disgust as he attempted to clear away the remnants of Grace’s emotional eating binge. “You know, as hot as this is…” Will began, a note of sarcasm in his voice. “If you keep eating like this the entire time Karen is going through her divorce, you’ll gain at least twenty pounds and won’t be able to fit into any of your clothes.”
“Karen hates my clothes anyway,” Grace mumbled from underneath the covers.
“True, but she also is one of the shallowest people I’ve ever met, and if you start blowing up like a balloon what do you think’s going to happen?”
Ugh. He had a point. Karen was about as shallow as she was, and she didn’t want to date anyone fat. So instead of continuing to shove everything into her mouth in an attempt to eat her feelings, Grace stuck her hand out from under the duvet and threw the rest of her Ho Ho across the room.
“Grace! I just had all the carpets in the apartment steam-cleaned!” Will shrieked, rushing off of the bed to no doubt pick up the metaphorical tatters of Grace’s emotional state off of the bedroom floor. “Oh, God, and this is soft taupe, you know what a terrible color that is for stains…”
i’m literally just sitting here waiting for a will & grace torrent so i can make gifs because i am an acTUAL GAY MESS I NEVER SHIPPED KAREN AND GRACE IN THE ORIGINAL SERIES BUT HONESTLY YOU CANNOT TELL ME THAT KAREN DOESNT HAVE THE TINIEST CRUSH ON GRACE LIKE BITCH SHE WAS ALL OVER HER FUCK HER SUPPOSED SEXUAL TURN OFF SAFE WORD LOL