The girl's sass would be admirable, were it not so damn irritating. Kids these days, always thinking they can get away with being little shits. You don't reply to her latest dose of sass, only huffing slightly and shoving your hands deeper into your pockets as you wait for the tall stranger to comment on his dildo preferences, and the lass to do her Greenpeace act and befriend a nice tree.
Aaaaand yeah, the tree laughs. Which honestly would be more surprising, but you've been around the block and seen some shit in your time. You shrug at Adam in response to his look, your own face saying Eh, stranger things have happened. "Probably just gonna grown an' destroy the port or somethin'."
You're joking. Mostly. Probably. Though honestly, who knows.
Zephyr
you can be the ripest, juciest peach in the world
and there's still going to be someone who hates peaches
and there's still going to be someone who hates peaches
