Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.
"Put a blanket."
"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."
She says something that isn't really right but isn't really wrong. I'm not taking in their words any more, just their voices, trying to get a feel for whatever is going on between them. I'm imagining what it's like for them in this delicate situation, what I would say if it were me. She has that perfect upper-class accent, and she's using whatever upper-class tact that comes with it to navigate this. Style. They can't be together, but their voices are betraying them.
all that is to say
and the fake qualifier
ahnaf is it worth reading all those books
which magnetises chains of pins
Sun, 02 Nov 2025 21:54:03
i dont understand magnetisation
i really havent
its good
was it worth it
sorry i am texting like a slav
its good
stalgivc is the greatest poster of all time
brb i will read and reply sincerely
Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46
it holds me to something (you, now). I love editing!