yes
The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.
"Put a blanket."
something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever
There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.
"I'm only attracted to you", he replies. "Like, you only."
kind of mythopoesis