the days seemed to go on and on. And sometimes Derek and Will would pick
themselves up off their bedroom floor, and store their textbooks in
their rightful place, and take their bundled up, stressful selves out
for a much deserved break.
“Come on,” Derek would say after noticing the strange hunch his
boyfriend’s back would form and the way he’d persistently abuse his left
shoulder. “Time for a break. Let’s go somewhere.” And somewhere they
would go because Will knew, Derek knew when progress wasn’t being made.
Will knew, Derek knew not to interrupt unless it was necessary.
Okay so I was sitting on the bus listening to the baby driver soundtrack with my purple iPod nano and the bus makes a stop and this really cute girl gets on. I couldn’t help but stare at her as she walked awkwardly up the isle.
Her shoelaces were undone, her hair was curly, she had a beetles tshirt, South Park and Winnie the Pooh buttons on her bag, and was pretty out of breath. And whilst she just kinda sat there in the seat opposite me, trying to catch her breath by taking puffs from her asthma inhaler…this was my brain