[She doesn't object, even though she watches his every move with that inherently unimpressed stare. Sure, sure, keep your book. Something clumsily tries to find her own hoodie pocket, pawing useless at her stomach before giving up and lolling her head to the side.]
Uhhnnn.
[As if in agreement, she jitters to a start again, tripping over herself for a second before moving along with the forward momentum. Maybe she doesn't know where she's going, and maybe she'll never have somewhere to go, but something doesn't seem to mind it, in the moment.]
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storywalks) wrote2022-02-14 11:30 am
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Come on... they're fun...! Don't be... like that...
[He slips the book into the front pocket of his hoodie. It's a bit of a tight fit, but he makes it work.]
Well... Your loss... Guess we'll... keep going then...
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Uhhnnn.
[As if in agreement, she jitters to a start again, tripping over herself for a second before moving along with the forward momentum. Maybe she doesn't know where she's going, and maybe she'll never have somewhere to go, but something doesn't seem to mind it, in the moment.]