suddenly i'm spinning like a ceiling fan, around and 'round we go
“Gross.” She drawls, nose wrinkling at the thought – yogurt wasn’t her favorite in general, even without all the weird additions Humphrey seemed insistent on. But she hears his sarcasm and finds amusement in it anyway, drifting down the boardwalk, peering out onto the docks for any of the more specific shops, before she flashes her brother a sharp, glittering smile.
It would be a different kind of trouble. Gossip and clothing, catty and playful and bright as opposed to the sadness that the Hanged Man drunks could bring in. This would be lighter, sharper, more defined when it came to the potential of oversharing information or overhearing private conversations. And besides, she could always make fancy infused drinks for a little extra drama.
She could even make space for him, which blossoms in her mind as a back room – hidden away for any kind of devilish dealings he might have or want to be a part of, before it stops short just as abruptly as she does to turn to him and squint at him. “Hang on. We just got here an’ now you gonna run off?” She twists around to him, pausing just outside the shop that they’ll need to gather the yogurt and cucumber from, her mind on an edge of whether to be excited at his new opportunities or to nose dive into being upset.
It would be a different kind of trouble. Gossip and clothing, catty and playful and bright as opposed to the sadness that the Hanged Man drunks could bring in. This would be lighter, sharper, more defined when it came to the potential of oversharing information or overhearing private conversations. And besides, she could always make fancy infused drinks for a little extra drama.
She could even make space for him, which blossoms in her mind as a back room – hidden away for any kind of devilish dealings he might have or want to be a part of, before it stops short just as abruptly as she does to turn to him and squint at him. “Hang on. We just got here an’ now you gonna run off?” She twists around to him, pausing just outside the shop that they’ll need to gather the yogurt and cucumber from, her mind on an edge of whether to be excited at his new opportunities or to nose dive into being upset.
Calypso
suddenly i will never be alone
