Theea
maybe there's a way out of the cage where you live
“Run? Absolutely not,” I say with a grin. “I talk enough as it is—it’d be nice to listen to someone else for once. And plants are cool!”
I bend to gather up the scraps we’ve made, shaking my head at his comment about mischief. “Trouble runs in the family, right? I’m sure it’ll find its way to me… or I’ll just accidentally step right into it.”
His hand squeezes my shoulder and I smile, softer this time, looking down at the dress. “I think he would be too,” I murmur, then look back up at him with warmth. “Thank you. This would’ve been a complete mess without your help.”
When he mentions using channeling, I laugh under my breath, brushing hair out of my face. “Probably for the best. I’d just end up poking you with a pin.”
The thought hits me suddenly and I blink, glancing around the table. “…I don’t even have a needle or thread,” I realize aloud, a sheepish laugh following. “Guess I’ll have to go find a stall that sells it.”
I bend to gather up the scraps we’ve made, shaking my head at his comment about mischief. “Trouble runs in the family, right? I’m sure it’ll find its way to me… or I’ll just accidentally step right into it.”
His hand squeezes my shoulder and I smile, softer this time, looking down at the dress. “I think he would be too,” I murmur, then look back up at him with warmth. “Thank you. This would’ve been a complete mess without your help.”
When he mentions using channeling, I laugh under my breath, brushing hair out of my face. “Probably for the best. I’d just end up poking you with a pin.”
The thought hits me suddenly and I blink, glancing around the table. “…I don’t even have a needle or thread,” I realize aloud, a sheepish laugh following. “Guess I’ll have to go find a stall that sells it.”
maybe one of these days you can let the light in
