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( ❝ cait .ᐟ ) ━ sorry for the disappearing act , lots of things happened and it sucked my mood a lot of the time it's also hot here so miserably so . but doing better so i'll be back around , itching to write .
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waving off her concern face pinched giving a snort before he took a bite . ever graceful talking between chews ,
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❝ i'm a grown man . i sit proper when i please . i don't let him push me around . don't have ta worry after me . ❞
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❝ could always be worse . ❞echoing a shared sentiment , ❝ as far as i care to say this is close to heaven . ❞
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didn't wait for an offer he was already half way coating a slice of bread with jam before she was in her seat . eyes tracking her as she moved .
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“ could be worse, I suppose that’s as good as it gets, right .ᐣ ”
tea leaves steep in porcelain while a small sugar jar is placed beside. soon, a plate of fresh bread and jam joins the table before she’s sinking into her own chair. •
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not another word needed like an obedient dog as he took the chair and placed his hat on the table in front of him . settling bones .
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❝ certain mornin' treating you right then .ᐣ ❞
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❝ suppose i'm a rare breed , something inbetween . if it don't exist it does now . ain't even close to finish living yet . ❞ wink and patting the pocket she had put the yellow flower in , a rather proud look on his face that cracked into a laugh under her words .
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⠀⠀ it’s both, really, simply in different stages of life. flowering to seed dispersal, i suppose you can pick whichever reflects where you are in life. however…
(she turns around, tucking the yellow flower into his breast pocket.)
they make you sneeze less like this.