Orange smell

You’re a baby.

Well, she is an actual baby so you’re not wrong but that doesn’t mean that you can be nasty to her.

Follow me.

Sure where are we going?

To the moon.

That game is a tear jerker for sure.

Because he wasn’t maybe that’s why.

She’s warm now that’s what is important.

Aww so cute but also somehow incredibly awkward.

Yup.

Most of the things are made in advance.

What are you worried about her and the word limit or something?

Well, this month is going to be hell.

Well, we all know that.

Are you going to do to then?

Of course, she is.

It’s just a matter of plucking up the courage.

From just glancing at it I thought that it was real.

Has it come and gone then?

She was interested but not enough to actually go there. It would have been so cold and packed there.

Things like that scare her.

It’s his way of saying if you’re in trouble, your old dad is here to bail you out and stuff like that.

Are we doing this then? Or not?

Why does everyone care so much about this thing?

I don’t know. I don’t have as much spare energy as these people do. I don’t care as much about someone else’s life.

It’s because she feels bad.

About what we were previously talking about?

No about the duck and the hedgehog.

What can be done about it?

With the twelve other people on the way to the dance, we’ll have to find another way to get there too. There won’t be another chance to go and then there won’t be space in the car.

Let’s just walk there then.

Orange.

Orange smell. It smells of oranges.

You should do something about cleaning your room.

She’s busy, though.

It’s raining again.

It’s Autumn though that’s what happens.

Where are we?

Where are you? Terence.

You need to go in the shower and get all clean and stuff. Clean stuff. Mean stuff.

What are we even doing with ourselves? That’s what I would like to know.

Can we get there? Will we get there?

Just set off already!

They don’t always have an extra one. You just have to be patient. Sometimes you just have to throw a dart at a dartboard and hope for the best.

That’s not the best way of doing things.

The way that we made our way here is not so glamorous but we did make it and that should be good enough for everyone.

Is the red bag a good enough bag for everyone.

I found the bread!

Thank you.

Thank you for thanking me. Thank you for thanking me.

She knows what would happen if she stopped so she threw a book at it and went on her way.

Let’s escape from all of this.

Being part of this was not my intention.

But you came here anyway. So you’re stuck with the plans that you have made.

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I hear voices and I write about that.
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