I'm in a crowded lift and a girl I've never met tells me she thinks she might love me.
The lift won't stop at any floor, and I can't talk in front of all these people.

its good short few pages

feel you

no longer writing in the third person

you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak

isaac newton

what do you mean

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 21:22:59

I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?

whats your name?

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.

i want to do that too

its good

i dont understand magnetisation

ahnaf is it worth reading all those books

the site i am dreaming

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.