Mar 6, 2019
a folded yellow flyer held off-center between his teeth will stop no summer-set smile of lesley’s. maybe it’s a little crooked, a little funny-looking, but he’s happy to see her. there aren’t many on earth for whom this particular mood surfaces.
the whole scene could do with a swell of romantic score, if you ask him. he loops her with his free arm and, with momentum on his side, half-lifts and half-twirls her simultaneously.
     ‘ could’a told me you wanted company, ’ he says, muffled and out of the side of his mouth. ‘ — before you left. you didn’t have to get all fuckin’ sneaky on me. ’
@solichor, sc.
