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             YEAH,,    I’m

                                                    T R A S H.

                                               garbage, unburnable trash that has no will to live.

                                                                                                                                            ❜

   whoa thats a lot of followers flooding in.

                                                                                          a very convincing lovesick fool.     

“Ahh, bummer.”

However, after another minute or so, she turned and started back up the driveway. It looked like he wasn’t coming back around– might as well go back inside before Lantern got on her for taking so long. 

   Arising from the shrub, arms outwards ready to receive the much needed affection.

      ' Autumn my love! I have returned for your hea- er...friendship. "

   The small girl was putting up a poster with something titled ‘Mabel’s Arts and Stuff’ Bonanza. It was a random idea but seeing as they already did parties, a puppet show and all that something with art sounded like a great idea. “Hum de dum~” Mabel happily sings seeming to be in a pretty good mood. Sure it was something her Uncle supported cause of the attention -and money- it would bring but details.

   Suddenly she spotted the older male, her eyes suddenly lit up with delight as she gasps. Practically running to get in front of the stranger and holding a flyer with a wink. It was mostly innocent playful banter as she knows better then to come on too strong. Even though she really wants too but got to focus.

His eyes litup as he was approached by the young talent scout. Finally! HIs talents were being recognized without having to physically prove them! Jamie's body started to shake as his smile covered most of his facial features. This was technically an acting gig right? Well- more like showcase. Hardly doubt he'd be paid for this. Not that it mattered. As long as he was on the stage.

His hands held up the poster over his face- taking a deep breath as to put on a more serious look.

                                                                                          a very convincing lovesick fool.     

At least, not until she saw her name on it. The woman paused beside the mailbox, curiosity getting the better of her, and opened the letter. She laughed despite herself– bless his heart, he really was making an effort, wasn’t he?

     Jamie had long abandoned his mail duties- having dove into the neighboring bushes, He had           watched for the reveal of his beloved.                                                 Er-- friend.

Like a ray of sunshine beaming down from the heavens, she emerged into his view. Just as stunning as he had remembered. Oh! And what was that? But a smile gracing her lips as she held his heart felt letter in her hand. Her eyes following every carefully implemented curve of his words.

             This was really a wonderful vantage point, he should come here more often.

His chest had tightened, continuing to observe her witnessing his friendship patronage. Perhaps she had granted it?