Just the cliche of course. Not that all people named Karen are horrible people lol. (I don't know anyone actually named Karen, so apologies if you're name is Karen and you are a reincarnated Mother Teresa.)
She doesn't have a lot of relevance, but Alicia's neighbor Mrs. Maywinn is a definite Karen, though we know very little about her at the moment (and let's hope it stays that way.)
The wind chews into my legs the second I open the door - clawing at my face until it’s burning with cold. Despite the jacket, two layers of tights, and wool pants, I’m already freezing, and every part of me wants to go back in, and close the door, and cease to pretend to try to exist, for a few moments more, at least.
I coerce myself off the front stoop with the promise that I’ll only go as far as the mailbox. Just the mailbox. I can do that. I can also see my neighbor, Mrs. Maywinn staring through her bay window, and I cross my fingers that she won’t decide to come over and give me ‘a talking to.’ I’m well aware that my part of the sidewalk has yet to be shoveled, and the HOA has rules about that.
And there are most likely going to be quite a lot of Karen's in "Rigamarole" given where the leads are growing up. They aren't people the leads know personally, but more people who add to their feeling of being judged everywhere they go. (largely for Riley being a boy who wears makeup and nail polish.) One has already been written in at the library.
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