i reach out to my lifeline, the angels laugh in paradise
El hummed in response to George's offer, filing that information away in their head. He said it in a way that implied El was staying here for a while, which they supposed was reasonable. When they did find a place, it likely wouldn't have land to plant in like this property did. Perhaps they could just use the pots.
When George lifted his work for El to inspect, they noticed the neat, straight stitching and the well-chosen color combination. "You're good," they remarked, then gave a roguish grin before saying, "Will it be a gift for me? I can give you my measurements." They chuckled lightly, not expecting George to take the request seriously. Then they relaxed back into the cushions of the couch behind them, arms spread, sighing.
"Anyway, the beach was absolutely lovely. I don't know why you're not there all the time. It's exhausted me though, and I'm hungry!" They finished their words with a tone of complaint, face contorting in dissatisfaction. They hadn't realized until they arrived home how empty their stomach felt and now they paid the price.
When George lifted his work for El to inspect, they noticed the neat, straight stitching and the well-chosen color combination. "You're good," they remarked, then gave a roguish grin before saying, "Will it be a gift for me? I can give you my measurements." They chuckled lightly, not expecting George to take the request seriously. Then they relaxed back into the cushions of the couch behind them, arms spread, sighing.
"Anyway, the beach was absolutely lovely. I don't know why you're not there all the time. It's exhausted me though, and I'm hungry!" They finished their words with a tone of complaint, face contorting in dissatisfaction. They hadn't realized until they arrived home how empty their stomach felt and now they paid the price.
they say i am my own lifeline
ELEFTHERIA
