I still can’t believe I was Straight™ for like fourteen years, I look back on it and just ??? How??? Child, did you never see a girl? And nonbinary folks are like legit ethereal deities, how did you survive not knowing you were pansexual how
”How do you know when to recast your fishing rod? How often should you do it?” I asked, still looking out into the lake, my mind concentrated on sensing any tremor in my hands.
“Recast when you aren’t catching anything,” she replied, so sure of herself that I thought, at least for a second, that her answer made perfect sense.
It was that time of year when you welcomed the sun’s warmth. Winter was a month or two away, and finally the noon sun’s rays weren’t overwhelming. Most of the leaves had just begun to orangafy, and according to Alexis, this was the best time of the year to fish.
So there we were, both sitting on the lake’s shore in two foldable lawn chairs, our shoes pressed into the dark, silted mud, our eyes steadfastly gazing into the lake as if our lives depended on it.
“Do you want to go eat after this? Maybe get some Long John Silvers?” I joked.
“Yeah, that sounds good,” she answered, apparently unaware of my pitiful attempt at humor.
“Haha I was joking, you see–”
A fish hit the side of my face, its scales lightly abrading the side of my cheek. She was aware. Still, though, I didn’t think my joke warranted a fish attack.
“You can’t just throw a fish at me whenever you don’t like my jokes,” I said, taking my eyes off the lake and onto her nice-looking face.
“I just did.”
Well, she had me there. I wish I had a fish to throw back at her, but I hadn’t caught any. Sure, I could throw the one she threw at me back at her, but I felt like I should have to earn my own fish ammo.
“And don’t throw that back at me,” she said, “I just got a pedicure.”
“What does that have to do with anything?!”
“I don’t want fish on me.”
“You’re wearing sandals, though. Your feet are literally in the mud right now.”
“Mud’s good for your feet. It’s a natural exfoliator.”
“Then why’d you get the pedicure?”
“I had a coupon,” she said as her hand began to furiously reel in her line. She had caught another fish, a trout, it looked like, and a big one too.
A dog’s bark could be heard in the distance. A distant flock of swans flew over the horizon. A brisk wind swirled in my ears. It was the fall of 2009, the height of the Great Recession, and I was hopelessly, madly in love.
As expected our PRO MARK proved himself again today! He won against bang jaemin in the 1 vs 1 battle!! 57 vs 43 CRIES.. SO PROUD OF HIM LIKE EVERY WEEK! Always improving and never making any mistakes. Our pride Mark LEEgend! SO BLESSED WITH HIM ♡
♡ LET’S WIN THIS BB ~ IN THE FINALS!!
it’s children’s day today so what could be better excuse to draw this silly au again :B
they are going purely on cues of flynn-once-mentioned and i-read-it-in-a-book which are both not very accurate and not good at explaining “obvious” stuff. mostly. in this case it was flynn mentioning that lil sam ate his crayons and thank god they were nontoxic. and since sam was normal kid that must be what normal kids do yes? after initial idea fiasco they decided to be creative on their own
I’m here to give you a warning. Leave me and the people around me alone. And what if I don’t? If you don’t, I’ll come and find you, no matter where you may be. I’ll end our first encounter with just this warning but if I ever come to see you a second time, you will die.