[ It's easy until it abruptly isn't. He knows Gale better than to think him a liar, and yet— there's something about it all that feels like being invited into a house one can't find the door to. ]
multiplied, i think. haha
[ The typed-out laugh, a pathetic diffusion of what he suddenly fears might seem too genuine, otherwise. Though, perhaps that's the point: the genuineness of it all. ]
we could have sat together at the doctor's office.
no subject
multiplied, i think.
haha
[ The typed-out laugh, a pathetic diffusion of what he suddenly fears might seem too genuine, otherwise. Though, perhaps that's the point: the genuineness of it all. ]
we could have sat together at the doctor's office.