She just brushed the sad remarks and depressing talks under the rug and moved on, though she did smile when he touched her knee.
She folded her legs under her, her chair positioned super close to Lochlann’s. She wiggled around again. “What you don’t want to?†She looked at him, smiling as big as ever with her huge innocent eyes staring into his predatory ones. “You can be captain if you waaant†she teased, winking again.
He seemed to zone out for a moment, staring at her. She stopped and went silent for a moment to stare back at him. She wondered what that sort of facial expression and action… or lack of action really meant. She wondered if he was okay, but didn’t ask. “I guess it could be cool. I figure it’s possible. I did some tricks on the side of my dad’s boat once.†Of course she got in deep shit and had fallen off the side of the boat but… she was sure it was possible. She peered at him curiously. He was sure having random bouts of strangeness all of a sudden.
She had to ask. “Are you okay? Did I say something wrong?†she tilted her head, brushing a stray bit of hair behind her ear. “Yeah I wasn’t bad with them. I didn’t have my own though and I never really had to take care of them.†She giggled sheepishly. “Just kinda rode them when my dad went out on his horse.†It seemed strange to her that his family were into horses but couldn’t pay for college. Weird, but she brushed it off.
“Not a fan of green. I mean, to her credit my dad liked green the neon was really the problem.†She smiled, listening to his story, giggling the whole way though. “That’s crazy. How did he think that would work?†she smiled, shaking her head. “I don’t think my mom was ever so dumb as to pint the carpet. She did try to enter me into a beauty pageant when I was a kid though. All the moms there were super crazy though and this lady started yelling at us and theeen… we went home.â€Â
She gave him half a frown. “Why not? Were you any good at it?†So innocent. So clueless.
It felt nice talking to someone honestly and remembering fun things about the past, even if the past was sometimes very very painful. Apparently for both of them. She looked at her hands in her lap and smiled contentedly. Contentment is a wonderful thing that most people take for granted.
She folded her legs under her, her chair positioned super close to Lochlann’s. She wiggled around again. “What you don’t want to?†She looked at him, smiling as big as ever with her huge innocent eyes staring into his predatory ones. “You can be captain if you waaant†she teased, winking again.
He seemed to zone out for a moment, staring at her. She stopped and went silent for a moment to stare back at him. She wondered what that sort of facial expression and action… or lack of action really meant. She wondered if he was okay, but didn’t ask. “I guess it could be cool. I figure it’s possible. I did some tricks on the side of my dad’s boat once.†Of course she got in deep shit and had fallen off the side of the boat but… she was sure it was possible. She peered at him curiously. He was sure having random bouts of strangeness all of a sudden.
She had to ask. “Are you okay? Did I say something wrong?†she tilted her head, brushing a stray bit of hair behind her ear. “Yeah I wasn’t bad with them. I didn’t have my own though and I never really had to take care of them.†She giggled sheepishly. “Just kinda rode them when my dad went out on his horse.†It seemed strange to her that his family were into horses but couldn’t pay for college. Weird, but she brushed it off.
“Not a fan of green. I mean, to her credit my dad liked green the neon was really the problem.†She smiled, listening to his story, giggling the whole way though. “That’s crazy. How did he think that would work?†she smiled, shaking her head. “I don’t think my mom was ever so dumb as to pint the carpet. She did try to enter me into a beauty pageant when I was a kid though. All the moms there were super crazy though and this lady started yelling at us and theeen… we went home.â€Â
She gave him half a frown. “Why not? Were you any good at it?†So innocent. So clueless.
It felt nice talking to someone honestly and remembering fun things about the past, even if the past was sometimes very very painful. Apparently for both of them. She looked at her hands in her lap and smiled contentedly. Contentment is a wonderful thing that most people take for granted.