// hope, is wonderfully messy //
Her eyes went immediately to the mud on her floor, and trying not to laugh. It’d be easy enough to clean up, and she couldn’t get mad – not when she’d done much of the same thing nearly every day through the Celestine, after going through one enclosure after another. “It’s okay,” she reassured, already heading towards where she’d opted to keep the broom. With a quick sweep it was all nice and tidy again, and nothing worse for the wear.
Something told her boiling water wasn’t going to be the most difficult portion of this trek, but she’d signed up for it. With patience, fortitude, and might, she knotted her hair out of her face again, and washing her hands after going through the dirt and grime, she grabbed hold of the necessary pot. “Here you go. We’ll fill it with water,” and she ran it under the sink until it seemed to be a justifiable amount for impending pasta. “Place it on the burner,” and she demonstrated, putting it along the front left. “And then we flick this switch here,” and she turned it just enough so the warmth began to radiate through. “It usually takes a couple minutes to start boiling, so in the meantime, we can do the next step.”
Something told her boiling water wasn’t going to be the most difficult portion of this trek, but she’d signed up for it. With patience, fortitude, and might, she knotted her hair out of her face again, and washing her hands after going through the dirt and grime, she grabbed hold of the necessary pot. “Here you go. We’ll fill it with water,” and she ran it under the sink until it seemed to be a justifiable amount for impending pasta. “Place it on the burner,” and she demonstrated, putting it along the front left. “And then we flick this switch here,” and she turned it just enough so the warmth began to radiate through. “It usually takes a couple minutes to start boiling, so in the meantime, we can do the next step.”
Lena
// we must weather the potential of happiness //
