HISTORY : GUIDELINES : TENANTS

Talk, talk talk. That’s all she did. For some odd reason in his presence she felt it was easy to spill every little detail about a topic, and once she started rambling it was hard to put an end to her lips constantly moving. She went from discussing her day, to talking about some of the books she owned, to even going as far as giving logic to how aliens could possibly exist. But was he listening? Didn’t look like it at all. “I don’t know if I’d necessarily say trouble... but I’d be bummed.” A pout formed on her plump lips, crossing her arms across her chest in a childish manner. “I’m going to test you.. what was the last thing I said?”