𝐍𝐄𝐏𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐇𝐄 - a medicine for sorrow. It is a place, person, or thing, which can aid in forgetting your pain and suffering.
With two brothers, she has always lived in the same house. And always, they had the same neighbors. The same boy with wh...
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Teresa
Hi again Sorry abt the thing two weeks ago. It was meant nicely, not to make you feel worse or anything. I'm sorry
I get this text exactly two weeks after Sage showed me the invitation to go get some coffee or something with her, Brenda, and Sonya.
I had forgotten about it. My immediate 'no' only ever left my mouth. It was never sent in a text.
I left her on read and didn't show up.
Very well done, Thomas.
Hi It's okay. I get it. I didn't mean to leave you on read. I just don't really believe in the friends after relationship thing. & I'm with Vi now.
Oh okay Does vi believe in the friends while dating ex thing?
I'm sure she'll still be your friend.
Okay Thank you
I sigh. I'm being rude to her. I sound rude, at least. But it's just weird. Wrong.
How did the move go?
Can show a little bit of interest.
The school kinda sucks and I haven't made any friends but I'm sure it'll be fine. Just another half year and I'll be done. Trynna spend as much weekends in the old town as possible, with brenda & sonya etc
Oh, that's not nice to hear Hope you begin enjoying it soon Have a good day
Bye thomas
Back in the days, it would've been 'Bye, Tom.' with periods and capitals and everything correct. Now the grammar is different. She's changing. Not in a good way, I guess.
But there isn't a lot I can do about that, so I let go of it and turn back to the kids I need to watch.
Their parents went on a date together. I have to watch them for a while and at seven o'clock, tuck them in. Then I get to spend three hours on their couch with snacks and drinks they told me I was allowed to take, so it's not even that bad.
"Thomas!" Billy, the oldest of the two kids, jumps up. He's seven years old, with long brown hair. "Can I climb you?"
"Climb... me?"
"Yes." Giggling, his five-year-old sister gets up, too. "We take your hands and then we climb up your body. It's a lot of fun."
I have no idea what they mean, but sure.
I place myself on two feet. Billy takes my hands. Presses one of his feet against my leg, and then the other one, so he's hanging against me. Then he proceeds to climb up until he has reached my shoulders. I twist him around with my arms, so he can sit properly.
