Hesitatingly (for she had never done this before) she made her way towards his desk. She had noticed him there on her arrival in the building, and she longed to see him, to be physically a little closer to him, and perhaps even share a few words. She felt herself getting shy as she cameContinue reading “that’s all i came here for.”
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imaginary conversation.
They stood fairly close to one another: if they but slightly extended their arms, their hands would most surely touch. However they did no such thing, and only stood calmly with this short comfortable distance between them. “Thank you for playing on Sunday,” he went first, “I see you got some nice feedback!” “Yeah, everyoneContinue reading “imaginary conversation.”
honest conversation.
She wanted, and was considering how, to express herself. She had bluntly blurted out that there was something she wished to speak to him about, and now that he sat quietly, expectantly, she knew not what to say first. All the words she had rehearsed in her mind for weeks no longer sounded appropriate orContinue reading “honest conversation.”
She.
There was an air about her, if one looked at her long enough. Physically, she was quite a beautiful person, and pleasant to look at. She was rather tall and skinny, with long limbs. Her dark blond hair fell just below her shoulders, and it would smoothly frame her triangular face when she did notContinue reading “She.”
The balloon.
She tied a knot and held the balloon at its tied end. She’d blown it up with her own breath, to a size large enough for her to hug it comfortably between her arms. It was a plain blue balloon, simple with no patterns or images on it. She walked outside, still holding the balloon,Continue reading “The balloon.”
Before the conversation.
“I’m going to tell you everything,” said she after taking a deep breath. They were sitting on the couch in the living room. It was way too hot to go outside, though they had considered going for a walk like in the good old days. One window was open to let in the breeze, thoughContinue reading “Before the conversation.”
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