#It's more generally queer these days but it used to be colloquially called girlstown as a mirror to the famous boystown
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My roommate's girlfriend (buzzed) and my roommate (blitzed) woke up to cats yowling in the alley last night right around the time I got home, and in a convincing display of her assertion that it's not CERTAIN we're getting a new cat soon (we are) my roommate asked if I wanted to go outside (it was midnight) and help them catch the one that seemed like maybe it was new to being outside. So I grabbed the carrier I've kept by the door in case our last project (Pete the tuxedo) came back (chewed a hole in the window screen and ran) and followed my roommate outside where her gf was lying on the ground with a tin of wet food trying to coax the cat from under the dumpster (nowhere near garbage day) and meowing (comfortingly?).
We ended up walk-chasing the cat down the street and Carolyn (roommate) actually got hands on her at one point, but the cat escaped (she didn't remember to zip the top of the carrier after she put the cat in) (this was when I realized she was drunk af and not just sleepy) so we spent another 20 minutes crawling around with phone flashlights on (still midnight) and eventually had to give up.
As we were walking back to the apartment (half a block away) I rolled a high enough perception check (permanent disadvantage due to adhd) to see that there was a man sitting nearly motionless in his SUV with all the lights off, lit only by the blue glow of his dash controls.
I said (quietly) "there's a whole-ass man who's been sitting in his car right here this entire time."
The other two (limbs a drunk and sweaty pretzel) processed this for a moment and giggled together. "oh well," said Julia (the toothpick keeping this thing together). "this is Chicago. He's seen weirder."
"oh for sure," I said, picking off leaf litter stuck to my elbow (humid). "I mean I feel like three lesbians chasing pussy at midnight is pretty normal around here anyway."
A (drunk) pause, then laughter so loud that something streaked from the bushes (cat) bolted across the road, and disappeared under a fence (welp).
#Mundane adventures#At least we got her away from the black and white cat#He kept trying to instigate a fight and she just kept hunkering refusing or not understanding#We lost sight of that gray one like four times and only found her because the black and white one was also following her#And we would see him start stalking and go ah there she is#He finally went away#Godspeed little kitty#As for 'around here' - Chicago has an informal lesbian neighborhood#It's more generally queer these days but it used to be colloquially called girlstown as a mirror to the famous boystown#You go there to get drunk and hook up and you go here to buy furniture and records and walk your dog#And we live right on the edge of that neighborhood
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