#meme.friday

[text] I’m going to incinerate you, Oliver! I SWEAR TO GOD! 

[text] Sawyer, what the actual fuck? Don’t text me. 

[text] Sorry friend stole my phone

Genevieve was three when first saw her mother on the television and understood the hero that her mother was. She sat there glued to the screen whilst her family were busy in the background. Mom will come home soon, she thought, she promised. The small child pressed her hands against the screen when they zoomed in on her face. It was some sort of inspiring speech about the future. She wouldn’t remember most of it later, but like always, her mother was in charge of something meant to protect people. Genny sat back down. One day, she hoped to be standing next to her mother. She hoped to be just as great as her. At the sound of the door opening, the little girl turned her head, and then smiled. “Welcome home!”

“Yes, when I was a widow. Why? Are putas still trying to get on Gray’s dick?”