Maea
I feel it in the wind, my dear
The sun is gonna reappear
The sun is gonna reappear
"Yeah? I've always been terrible at sneaking... teach me sometime?" If he wanted to. If there was time. It was a bit thrilling to realize that this person might not be going anywhere. Perhaps, if she was lucky, she may have found a friend that would stick around.
Smiling quietly to herself, she hummed her understanding of his point of view. "Then I'll start over too," she decided. "New birthday, new family... and new home too, in a way." Chewing on a lip, she started saying something, then caught herself before the words could leave her tongue. Instead, she asked, "... wanna be friends?" Like a schoolyard confession, chubby hands outstretched in a pact closed by sticky sweets and grime. Or in this case, too much booze and an argument.
Smiling quietly to herself, she hummed her understanding of his point of view. "Then I'll start over too," she decided. "New birthday, new family... and new home too, in a way." Chewing on a lip, she started saying something, then caught herself before the words could leave her tongue. Instead, she asked, "... wanna be friends?" Like a schoolyard confession, chubby hands outstretched in a pact closed by sticky sweets and grime. Or in this case, too much booze and an argument.
Good days are gonna come along
Hold on, hold on!
Hold on, hold on!
