{ shit. /shit/. okay. }
. . . when my arms were still healing. i couldn't——— eat without help, or take a piss or shower or anything. so she helped with some of that. and believe me, it was as /unsexy/ as humanly possible.
{ a small nod, teeth worrying briefly at the inside of his lip, lost in thought. they both have reasons to feel that way . . . maggie moreso than almost anyone. }
. . . he's really good with lydia.
working on a house for me and lydia.
{ signed with a flushed sort of smile, still stupidly happy and a touch bashful whenever she's the subject of conversation. }
how are you .ᐣ