never left his face. The Supporter could use a good spar to release the tension that had been building up. Now that he thought about it, he could feel the tension in his shoulders.
Follo had perked up like a dog was offered a walk. He knew Zanka wouldn’t outright ask for things from others which is why Follo learned to read between the lines more.
⠀⠀“ Is Lovely available to smack me around right now? I might need that extra push. ”
That smile +
He nodded, keeping the smile up for a moment longer before it began to fade. It was as if the one on Follo's face had reminded him that he was still smiling. Nope. Time to be non-chalant--even if the Cleaner is anything but that.
A quiet sniff, then a cough. -
He smiled just as wide if not even wider which made his eyes shut and dimples show.
⠀⠀“ It’s good to have a kick in your behind every once in awhile. Thanks, Zanka. ”
Follo placed his hands on his hips then took a deep breath. His eyes had shut to just take in the words and let them process. One eye opened as he heard the joke. The sight that greeted him was a surprise. Zanka smiling…rare…
⠀⠀“ I’m good, I’m good. ” +
"It's the first time that I'm hearin' it, so... I ain't close to bein' annoyed yet. Maybe next time I'll be annoyed," Zanka joked with a smile, eyes forming half-moon crescents. Clearly, he was in a good mood, not bogged down by the "failure" that he often draped himself in. -
of it like that. I just know people tend to get annoyed if I just keep talking about that. ”
He cleared his throat before looking at Zanka with those honey colored irises. They held a softness in them that he had with Gris or Tomme.
Follo wasn’t expecting Zanka to have a response like that. He was honestly expecting something a little snarky or sarcastic. He knew the other was kind underneath sharp words. That’s what he liked about Zanka…well one of the things.
⠀⠀“ That’s true. I didn’t think +
He could relate to that. To all of it. Zanka was clinging hopelessly to that desire to be stronger, to be better, to show everyone including himself that he could be on par with natural talent. That was his goal, and he wouldn't stop until it happened—whenever that may be. -
⠀⠀“ It’s hard to not think about the future. We have no idea what tomorrow will look like in our line of work especially. It’s childish to have goals and dreams of the future when it can all be gone tomorrow.
I know this and yet…I want to keep worrying about what is +
"Why are you all caught up in the future?" It's not like Zanka didn't also let his mind drift there and stay longer than was necessary. It's even an issue of venturing to the past, to keep himself down.
Once mediocre, always mediocre.
But, he didn't think Follo was like that. -
to come. I want to keep setting goals that seem impossible to achieve and smashing through them. Of course there is the worry that I won’t achieve them. “
Follo cleared his throat and looked away. He knew he was word vomiting beyond belief, but Zanka was just so easy to +