#lomawrites

lina being manifested in front of him was startling. shame prickled at jeb's skin, mortified that after all this time apart, this was how they reunited. with him in old, worn clothes, having just swapped them out from the orange suit that he had been wearing for the last handful of years. it's not as if he had never thought about this moment, and what it would be like to see her again, yet he could have never fathomed it being like this. because it was the worst possible scenario, and his stomach twisted in embarrassment. "i, uh, yeah. thanks." he had to get ahold of himself, his jaw locking back up. "i'd...that'd be nice, but...i don't have any money on me." his face pinched at the admission. "you don't...you don't need to do any of this." he had always seen her as too good for him, and their circumstances just proved that he'd been right. he had fumbled his chance long ago.

“what happened to you? where have you been?”

“have i met you before? you look really familiar...”

          ❛ i can't believe you'd do this to me — after everything we've been through ! do i mean nothing to you ? ❜

"i don't know if i would go that far..." abel attempted to brush off the high praise from nerrisa, curling his hands around the handle of the toolbox and trying to ignore the way that he wanted to preen under the compliments that the older woman would dish out. she may not be dancing around on the floor in some elaborate performance, but to abel she was mesmerizing all the same. if he could, he would bottle up her laughter, always hoping to hear more of it. "oh yeah?" while he was tempted to pry into this mystery person, he refrained and went about starting his task. "that's all the more reason that this place should be in tip-top shape then, huh?" he rifled through the box for the screwdriver. "i keep telling you...i'm not gonna accept your money. your company is more than enough payment for me. i'm just trying to be neighborly."

"I'm not shutting you out." The tears annoyed her. It was rude but true and Sunny looked away. "You're cool to hang out with, Sylvie. But if I'm on tour and someone's hot, I'm going to do what I want. If that's going to keep causing you emotional distress, then we should be done.

‘   guess   i’ve   been   talking   about   you   so  much   my   parents   ask   about   you   whenever   they   call   ...  would   you   want  to   meet   them   ?   ‘   

“WOW . WHO’D YOU PISS OFF THIS TIME ?” ruth asks curiously as she examines the injury .