translated: thirsty (all of us)
that sounds so wrong 💀💀
its supposed to mean: all of us are thirsty, but its titled like that so..
yeah..
enjoy ! (especially filo readers ;) /j)
theme: songfic, kind of angsty
reader's gender identity & pronouns are not mentioned!
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You rised before the sun; going on early jogs to exercise or even walks because you woke up too early. You always had music playing in your headphones as you strolled around the area, it always depended on your mood.
Your routine wouldn't be complete without visiting Howdy's Place for a purchase.
Orange or apple juice, bottled tea or water to quench your thirst.
Microwaveable meals whenever you had lost the energy to cook.
But at times, you'd go there just for a chat with Howdy. He is a lovely man, a charming, sweet, and even corny caterpillar. He'd always be the first one to lighten your day, the first one to greet you in the mornings due to everyone being asleep, the first one to make you laugh and smile.
He's your friend. You've always thought of and cherished him that way.
Then something- progressively changed in you. You loved the attention he gave you. You'd find yourself staring at him for too long whenever he had the time to hang out with you and/or the gang.
There were things you had listed from your observations; the way his other eyelid would slightly droop but quickly goes back to its place whenever he was exhausted; whenever he slept over your house he'd curl up in a fetal position; snoring slightly; and that he has a habit of cracking each of his hands.
He has a beautiful smile, matching his hearty chuckles.
Yeah. Just a friend, right?
But you ask yourself; why do you feel these emotions for a friend? You are always secretly seeking his attention, and that is- one of the reasons you'd go to his shop alot, you'd buy food or materials you don't really need just so you can talk to Howdy; because he was always here; working.
You admit, this hurts. You don't have the strength to tell him about it, yet your love betrays your heart and shamelessly feel it.
You and your brain had already agreed, that you and Howdy would never be an item. But you can't, you just can't. Leaving your logic and love at war.
You lowered the volume of the song that your heart sang with; with every thump.
Howdy waves at you as you enter his shop, a soft gleeful smile on his face. "Good morning, neighbour!"
Oh why did it have to be you, Howdy?
"Morning, Howdy!"
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wrote this out of fun, i hope you howdy lovers like this : D!! though i apologise for it being awfully short!
written on: April 23, 2023-April 24, 2023
