PICTURE PERFECT [KATHNIEL]

chapter 16: the life of watching

bleh hi been a month or something the last time i updated and i felt like i should hehe AND SO SHORT LIKE WHAT

if you would have thought the world revolved around the streams as the saying go with the flow here's a tip: there's no flow.

so get your boat and row there; to your destination.

although i sat on the richness of arrow beside me, his hands on the wheel the other on the clutch, i just stared at him, figuring something up from him.

But from no luck; nothing.

his thin frame sat there across from me just a few inches, his nose built up high, his lanky slim arms bridging the wheel from his shoulder. A white shirt and jeans and he's done.

I wondered how he beared the coolness of their summer, because it extremely tells me that he's hot----i mean by hot, is not that he's oh god why so handsome hot (although theres a part there telling me it is) it was the opposite of cool (and not the swag-ish cool, the einter cool) heat. i could tell with the sweating neck he was having, the part where he was sighing heavily as i wrapped myself around the jacket tighter because it was extremely cold.

i watched as he drove to my "work"

(SO SHORT UGH FILLER CHAPTEEERRRR BUT IDK I FELT LIKE POSTING?????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????)