#thread.addison

Pesor wanted this new family, they weren't sure if they were a solid part of the family yet, since Dorothy and them had only been together for four months, but they wanted to be. Their mom wasn’t around, and that was all the family they’d ever had. And Dorothy’s family was huge. So when they asked Addison if they wanted to go grocery shopping with them, they feared being told off. Instead they stood waiting in front of Addison’s house with their grocery bags, sending Dorothy a quick text, their old-school Nokia making a fun buzz sound. 

Suraj cleaned up the makeshift photography studio in their little trailer, using the dry - yet snowy - weather to hang the huge pieces of fabric they’d used to darken the place up. Soon as they’d gotten rid of everything else, they started folding those. All the windows were standing wide open, the small heater off, and the photos they’d made hanging from a line of thread. They weren’t very happy with the result, but it was a step in the right direction, the places for their movie photographed through an old lens, and the mere effort of doing it filled them with inspiration and motivation to continue. 

One of the cloths went flying right out of their hands, sailing right into a person who had walked by. “Sorry!”