Status: UH-VWALA! I know, I know, I haven't finished a whole bunch of other stuff, but I need to get this outta mah system. I love you all.
My Innocent Romance
Four - I've Always Been Bad With Words
Frank isn’t in today.
Jodie is.
We’re in art. And I have no idea what Waling Cheese Puff is talking about - I’m too busy looking at Frank’s nearly-half-finished oil pastel drawing of a guitar. I have a brief three second debate in my head on what I’d say to him about it if he was here. I just about come up with a ‘that’s amazing’ when a short woman interrupts me.
“I’ve always been bad with words,”
I suddenly realised that I’d spoken out loud.
The short woman looks confused, but still smiles. I somehow wished she’d stop.
Turns out she’s my teacher.
By the end of the double lesson, I conclude that everyone finds me morbid. And stubborn.
I am going to paint a half-rotting corpse with the skeleton showing and black roses and lightening an-
It’s time to leave.
Jodie is.
We’re in art. And I have no idea what Waling Cheese Puff is talking about - I’m too busy looking at Frank’s nearly-half-finished oil pastel drawing of a guitar. I have a brief three second debate in my head on what I’d say to him about it if he was here. I just about come up with a ‘that’s amazing’ when a short woman interrupts me.
“I’ve always been bad with words,”
I suddenly realised that I’d spoken out loud.
The short woman looks confused, but still smiles. I somehow wished she’d stop.
Turns out she’s my teacher.
By the end of the double lesson, I conclude that everyone finds me morbid. And stubborn.
I am going to paint a half-rotting corpse with the skeleton showing and black roses and lightening an-
It’s time to leave.
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