#peachedeyes

˖ “ hey listen. i really don't think you should be doing that, ” head locked all directions to make sure no one is around. it would be wise to continue walking but is it not the teaching of the gospel to act. “ you can get on a lot of trouble. you can spend your energy and time to something more productive. we're setting up the kitchen soup. we always appreciate an extra set of hands. ”

“i’m off the clock!” her words came out muffled, head still buried in her arms. body stretched out along the lounge chair. positioned just right to catch the last bit of sun. work had been a level of hell she hadn’t expected, and by the time she finally managed to leave her office tati had been on the verge of tears. so she’d come home and done the only thing she knew how to do. get drunk. staying in her apartment just long enough to change into a swimsuit and grab a handful of tiny, airplane sized whiskey bottles before heading down to her building’s pool. most of them were empty now, scattered around her. “unless you’ve come to carry me back upstairs or offer to buy me dinner, please just… leave me alone.” her head lifts then, a fresh wave of tears threatening to spill as her gaze lands on them.

"it might not be the most interesting night in the world, but...my sister has a premier for her new movie, and i could do with some company if you're free?"

"so i know this is weird... but my ex is performing at this bar tonight and i want to go. not to try and get him back or anything, because... good riddance. but i do want to show him how great i'm doing without him."

"i forget about you when i'm not even trying."

"don't tell me, i know why you're here... you're selling girl scout cookies."

"thought i heard you had a girlfriend or something and yet... here you are again like usual, flirting with me."