#greenhairedmama

@greenhairedmama

“Over and over they call us their friends; can’t we find something else to pretend?”

“ i’m being completely reasonable. maybe YOU’RE the one who isn't being reasonable , MOM , “ naomi huffed and crossed her arms over her chest. there was no reason for them to be arguing , neither had really done anything wrong. naomi just bring naomi , as most would call it. 

        it only took the 5th time his small shack in the desert was blown up for him to actually consider the offer from paragon ;   when he said he left the super hero business last time, he meant it.         at least until this moment.            friend’s and families faces brought up far too many thoughts that he couldn’t deal with, and shutting them out was his best option till he had to come knocking on their doorstep for a roof over his head.      needed paperwork had been slipped around in secret,    he KNOWS he’s not the most popular / liked / or put up with person.    he had wanted to be the one to announce to his family the world that; ‘ hey look which ASSHOLE is back today. him. that fucker.’       HOWEVER;     his run down jeep, that looks pulled out of a Jurassic park film isn’t exactly covert.      whilst lugging bags out of the jeep, he spotted green hair [ @greenhairedmama ] so fondly tragically engrained to memory.      if the loud spluttering, sound of heavy bags of rocks crashing to the ground wasn’t enough, the overly large man with iconically bleach, beach blonde locks sticking up - as unruly as ever - from behind the half unloaded jeep. 

lorna’s intentionally vague statement kept her intrigued. “you know i’m a ends-justify-the-means kinda girl, lorn.” she folded her arms across her chest and leaned in, a mischievous smile on her face. “i’m in. tell me more?”

[ text >> lorna dane. ] -- u rly gotta get out more[ text >> lorna dane. ] -- what are you waiting for???[ text >> lorna dane. ] -- ur not gonna get any younger honey

" what can i say ? it’s in my blood. “