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The book of love is long and boring
"Yes." Sam agreed emphatically at Evie's words on the Gods. He had not expected such a judgement, one that he could entirely understand, from an Accepted - and certainly not from his sister. Not even his close friends could understand that the Gods one followed did not have to come between friendships. "I wish sometimes that the Ascended and the Abandoned could come to an understanding, you know? There's a woman now who is Abandoned and Ascended. We both know what it's like to be left behind by the Gods."
He truthfully was still very far from being an optimist, he had just read enough romantic books to know the right words to say. Still though, he smiled and rolled his eyes at her. Sam was sure she'd find someone soon enough; she had never seemed the kind of person destined to be lonely.
His eyes drifted back to the door, and he realised he had been gone much longer than he'd said. With everything going on at the moment, Nate would be worried. "I should probably get back home...but...feel free to come over, okay? To the shop, or my house. Do you know which one it is...?"
He truthfully was still very far from being an optimist, he had just read enough romantic books to know the right words to say. Still though, he smiled and rolled his eyes at her. Sam was sure she'd find someone soon enough; she had never seemed the kind of person destined to be lonely.
His eyes drifted back to the door, and he realised he had been gone much longer than he'd said. With everything going on at the moment, Nate would be worried. "I should probably get back home...but...feel free to come over, okay? To the shop, or my house. Do you know which one it is...?"
No one can lift the damn thing
