our time is up
your eyes are shut
|billie eilish|warning(s); au|a lil saddish
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sasha yawned, rubbing her droopy eyes as she untangled herself from around seth. she stood up from the couch, stretching out her back while seth also began to stir. "you going home now?" he asked tiredly.
she nodded, brushing the dog hair from off her black leggings. "you got me all dirty, nova," she giggled. she reached her hand out to pet the small dog who was peacefully resting on the couch. nova was a boston terrier. she was almost ten years old and seth had owned her since she was eight weeks old.
"you free to feed her tomorrow?" seth asked as he grabbed sasha's purse from the coffee table as she pulled her sneakers on.
"when am i ever busy? i'm self employed," she chuckled, "just drop the key off in the morning and i'll be down like always."
sasha did a few things for a living. she wrote poetry, painted, and even babysat from time to time. she made enough to support herself and have a happy life.
sasha gave seth a quick kiss goodbye before getting in her car and leaving. her house was only a fifteen minute walk, but the weather in massachusetts was never predictable so she usually drove to his house just in case it decided to down pour or bring on a heat wave.
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sasha woke at around noon the next day. she changed into some jean shorts and a pastel green crop top with some nike airs before making her way on over to the kitchen. she cooked herself some scrambled eggs and ate those up before going to work on a few paintings.
sasha wasn't a perfectionist. if she made a mistake on a painting, she always found away to work with it instead of throwing a fit.
she lightly brushed the sky blue paint along the blank canvas, not sure as to where she was going with this painting.
many colors and brush strokes later she found herself left with some flowers surrounding a beautiful pond. little clouds scattered in the sky, a beautiful birch tree going up the side of the canvas, and some ducks floating in the water.
she let the painting sit on her drying rack before checking them time.
3:00
her eyes widened at the amount of time she took to paint something so simple. she quickly cleaned up her brushes and paints before running out the door and flipping the door mat over to reveal seth's key.
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8 letters | sesha ballins oneshots
Fanficif all it is, is 8 letters why is it so hard to say?