They reached the 7th Street Theater in 15 minutes. She could already hear the famous opening notes and she smiled brightly.
He took a deep breath, “We aren’t late are we?”
"Oh fuck off," Lillian responded trying to take a step forward. Only to almost fall and cling to Darren instead.
Darren caught her and chuckled loudly, “Careful now slick,”
Lillian scowled up at him, "Be quiet."
“Make me,” he grinned.
"Fine, I will," Lillian leaned up and pecked his lips.
His laughing dispursed until he was just standing there smiling like an idiot.
"Nope. We're actually 5 minutes early. Come on!" She grabbed his arm and dragged him inside, seeing all the leads she knew so well.
His laughing dispursed until he was just standing there smiling like an idiot.
Lillian smiled back, "You're such a dork."
"Nope. We're actually 5 minutes early. Come on!" She grabbed his arm and dragged him inside, seeing all the leads she knew so well.
He looked down to avoid eye contact.
(My fingers are numb…. The game just started.)
(I don't care what anyone says, there's nothing that makes a person feel more broken and helpless than watching their sibling cry.)
(Oh my god I agree. What happened?)
"Nope. We're actually 5 minutes early. Come on!" She grabbed his arm and dragged him inside, seeing all the leads she knew so well.
He looked down to avoid eye contact.
"Alexandra!" Jamie called, waving from on stage. "Hey Anna!" She waved back. "Alex!!" Thomas and Valerie cried, jumping down from the stage and sweeping her into a squished hug. She laughed. "Hi Teresa, hey Mark. I can't breathe!"
(Oh my god I agree. What happened?)
(My brother was having a breakdown about his ex-girlfriend Long story. and I just sat there and listened and actually started crying. As much as he can be a dick sometimes, I love my brother more than anything.)
(I feel honestly bad for him.)
(So do I. He was driving me home from the football game cause the concert choir had to sing and he started breaking down then we got home and just sat in the car for an hour as he talked. I've never felt so useless in my life. But I do pride myself on my listening ability so I did what I do best, sat and listened.)
(And that probably helped.)
(I just wish I could do more to help.)
(Do what you can, not what you think you have too.)
(You're right, thanks.)
(You're welcome.)
(My fingers are numb…. The game just started.)
(……..Football….?
(Yes.)
(I don't care what anyone says, there's nothing that makes a person feel more broken and helpless than watching their sibling cry.)
(SO TRUE)
(Yes.)
(……..who…won?)
(We did, handily.)
(………..good job)
(We did, handily.)
(Good for you!)
(Fooooootball)
(Fuck my life. Fuck lice. I’m done at this point.)
