Kaimana
"Some could argue that higher needs are just as important as base needs," you counter your sister easily, glancing over your shoulder as you speak. "The people who do those things - like art'n stuff - they have a role in the social structure." Maybe it would be nice, you think, to settle down and paint and make nice things and have a home and a family and children and-
-and a hundred other things that aren't worth thinking about. You shake your head, knowing that those things will never be for you.
There's a strange and friendly person who appears suddenly at the door and distracts you from your musings. His accent is incredibly strange and pleasant, and you glance at Oia as she questions his origin, nodding your head in agreement of the assessment. He seems to want to go inside, which you're somewhat less than certain about. "Is it not a question that can be answered outside?" you wonder without really moving to follow, knowing your twin's aversion to the indoors (and your own dislike).
-and a hundred other things that aren't worth thinking about. You shake your head, knowing that those things will never be for you.
There's a strange and friendly person who appears suddenly at the door and distracts you from your musings. His accent is incredibly strange and pleasant, and you glance at Oia as she questions his origin, nodding your head in agreement of the assessment. He seems to want to go inside, which you're somewhat less than certain about. "Is it not a question that can be answered outside?" you wonder without really moving to follow, knowing your twin's aversion to the indoors (and your own dislike).
take chances, make mistakes, get messy
