Dual fingers press on her temple—what she sees is indistinct, dotted, yet almost tangible.
“Tsch,” Jean groans in pain before succumbing to the pressure—her eyes are now red-rimmed, adjusting to the bright lights surrounding her.
( Savoring the delectable dessert — perhaps with a little exaggeration. )
Oh, well. Shop’s closed; I was the last customer.
I reckon this ‘I don’t do phone calls unless I start them’ works exceptionally well for you.
( Licks said mint-chocolate ice cream, single brow quirking upwards in a challenge manner. She’s enjoying this. )
Funny —— all I remember is my calls getting declined.
Apologies, dear 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒓––you have not picked up when I called. . . So chose the second flavor, and now I have two ice creams instead of one. I don’t plan on sharing.
Bewitching, utterly breathtaking — a mosaic of love and warmth. Beauty lies here, different and newfangled; despite the presence of darkness. Unlike her own. . Riotous, loud, and 𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒓𝒚.
A beautiful 𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒅 indeed.
you sensed that you should be following a different path, a more ambitious one, you felt that you were destined for other things but you had no idea how to achieve them & in your misery you began to hate everything around you.