In The Market For Happenstances Jan 10, 2022 12:45:42 GMT -6
Post by Syd on Jan 10, 2022 12:45:42 GMT -6
I spy with my lil’ eyes, somethin’ …ooh, with gems!
You already have one of those amulets, you don’t need-
Nonsense; maybe Darky needs one? Bet that’s prettier than hers-
Breath was released in a long-suffering sigh, the faintest of wisps curling out and away with the motion. Or was it just imagined? It was hard to say - harder still to imagine facing such a creature long enough to cause exasperation, but such was the way of his girl.
Finish your ill-gotten gains before looking for new ones, at the very least.
When have I ever done that? It was a small miracle that she was speaking silently; as the mouth over-stuffed with illicit brownies couldn’t possibly have enough room to carry words as well. Besides, that’s how you miss all the good stuff. What do you see then?
The seeker grumbled to himself, as being taller than the teenager meant he could steer her in certain, less-bad directions just as equally as it meant having to participate in whatever machinations were the flavor of the day. Matte black eyes squint, and he sniffs the market air gingerly.
I think I smell meat up ahead. He met her unimpressed stare with a dry one of his own. Since you never cut me in on the brownies.
Funny how what was left of the treat suddenly vanished, replacing the ympe with the visage of an over-achieving squirrel preparing for winter several months too early.
His sighs really could be considered works of art, to the right connoisseur, and it might as well be a crime that they weren’t.
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