inspired.wolf

“So you’re saying you can take the unlikeliest of models and make them a model?” She paused a moment, considering it, before nodding. “Sure, if you ever have free time I’ll swing by and see how you do it.”

“Yeah. I really do need a big one.” Riley laughed a little at that. “No, I’m not doubting your hanging out abilities. I can’t believe you’re still doing that.” He did pick up his own sandwich again and ate some of it. 

If we spend our lives confirming or denying what we do, we would always be ruled by what other people think of us. That is not a way of living. I have struggled all my life to stop caring about what others think of me. I don’t want to take a step back by giving them an explanation they don’t deserve and I’m not bound to give. I might, you do have some sweaters that look ridiculously comfy. I’m afraid they would be a little baggy on me.

Because the only way to make people stop talking about something is to either confirm it or show proof to deny it, kid. But if you’d rather ignore it, I get it too. I don’t know, you can tell them whatever you want. I particularly like creative replies, like “I don’t know who’s this guy, he’s just been following me around like a creep” or “So you can see him too?” but you know, you do you, kid. ...But do you want to steal my clothes and wear them, kid?

Well if you don’t want them to be rumors, I’m afraid you’ll have to give a press release of some sort, kid, I’ll be waiting to see what your statement is going to be ;) Oh, so you DO want to steal my clothes then??

You’d rather they weren’t rumors then? Wait, who’s talking about you stealing my clothes?! I’m talking about you just leaving an overnight bag at my place already!

Not really, I thought you did. That’s... a very interesting train of thought you’re following, kid. I mean, youre always welcome to my closet, but you know.

Yes, of course, we wouldn’t want to call people’s attention, right? You can if you want to, but rest arrured if you leave those clothes in my house I might not give them back again. You think so, kid? True, true... Until then I’ll come up with a thousand new nicknames, you’ll see.

Perfect. We should probably do this trade in the middle of the night, not to raise anyone’s suspissions, so around dinner would be the best time. You might need to endure some adjusting time though, while I look for the new one, Mr. Hoodieless, so keep that in mind.

It makes perfect sense! Yes, you’ll have it back, all in one piece once you’re in my possession. Do we have a deal? :) Well... I can find other nicknames.

That was my ransom. You. And ‘tiny’ is an endearment term for me, like little. I’ve been calling you Little Chef since forever, if you really don’t like it, I can stop calling you that too. 

I tried, but the one I was interested in you didn’t want to give me, so. Guess I got myself a new hoodie. Too bad it’s too tiny for me.

Why do you think I would do anything with your hoodie? ...No, I didn’t have any idea how many days had been. Why would I be counting?

Of course it does! Willy is not a small dog anymore but he’s still tiny because he’s smaller than me. I’m not being mean! Oooh aren’t you now?