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We stand there laughing. The fireworks go off behind him.
They're fucking around with the box. I ask her what people do with fireworks for so long before they're ready to light. She doesn't know.
i really havent
hello reader,
But seriously, thank you, Jack
Thank you for telling me that I'm failing to see how I'm reproducing the dynamics I'm trying to critique by only describing my Korean colleague / fresh meat and the black girl in relation to others and myself.
Maybe, Jack, I'm doing this because I'm English?
you cannot feed someone truth
"I'm only attracted to you", he replies. "Like, you only."
She closes the window. I wasn't paying attention anyway, I'm getting cold, and the birds are nowhere to be seen. I go inside.
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.
like people can read 100 books and still not have the fire within them
Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:38:49
He went in there with a camera to film it before he moved out of the building. He didn't think anyone would believe the story if he didn't have proof.