“sorry you couldn’t handle being without me for a couple seconds”. see, in her mind she’s being friendly, but reality sometimes doesn’t quite get her meaning, twists her words in a funny way.... or perhaps it’s her mind that pulls a twist on reality. can it do something like that? twist her own roll of eyes and laughing smile back into innocence in her somewhat delayed perception? “just needed a little pick me up, no need for tears. do you want a drink? i’m thinking whiskey. come on, my treat for your sour little face”. ( @conscientes )
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where: centennial wheel
when: 7:30pm
with whom: lu ( @conscientes )
she’s not running but she’s clearly in a hurry. a pretty smile on her lips lingers, though. for once genuine, likely boosted by her company trailing some steps behind her quick pace. a flash of a smile and a dollar bill towards the person in charge allows her to cut the line to the centennial wheel and a nod settles the deal as calista stops by the entrance: “come on we’re gonna miss it!”.
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