Iskra
Find something you can hold on to
Find someone who'll be there for you
'Cause that's all that really matters in the end
Find someone who'll be there for you
'Cause that's all that really matters in the end
He surveys her over a sesame seed bun, her eye roll only growing his smile. "
Can't, or won't? he asks with little expectation of an answer as he bites into his burger. For her, he assumes they're one and the same. Her stubborn streak a quality he rather likes, because she's assured enough to put her foot down. The nose under the table is relentless and Iskra swats at it half-heartedly. He'll give him the last few bites, but for now Iskra wants to enjoy it in peace, without hot dog breath panting under his arms.
"Maybe," he admits when he takes a sip of the lemonade, nearly knocking one of the soldiers over with the lazy lift of the cup. "Could be part of a whole sweeping problem here in these woods. The gremlins of missing socks turning their sights on toy soldiers and pilfering them from all the naughty children to sprinkle them into the pockets of anyone nearby." He chuckles lightly under his breath as he finishes off his burger, leaving the ends for Goose, as promised. He shucks them under the table and they never have a hope of making it to the ground.
"C'mon little duck, let's go home before the actual wood gremlins do start to come out."
Can't, or won't? he asks with little expectation of an answer as he bites into his burger. For her, he assumes they're one and the same. Her stubborn streak a quality he rather likes, because she's assured enough to put her foot down. The nose under the table is relentless and Iskra swats at it half-heartedly. He'll give him the last few bites, but for now Iskra wants to enjoy it in peace, without hot dog breath panting under his arms.
"Maybe," he admits when he takes a sip of the lemonade, nearly knocking one of the soldiers over with the lazy lift of the cup. "Could be part of a whole sweeping problem here in these woods. The gremlins of missing socks turning their sights on toy soldiers and pilfering them from all the naughty children to sprinkle them into the pockets of anyone nearby." He chuckles lightly under his breath as he finishes off his burger, leaving the ends for Goose, as promised. He shucks them under the table and they never have a hope of making it to the ground.
"C'mon little duck, let's go home before the actual wood gremlins do start to come out."
Find somewhere you can come home to
Find someone that'll die for you
'Cause that's all that really matters in the end
Find someone that'll die for you
'Cause that's all that really matters in the end
