Status: Finito.
The Other Things.
clock-out.
“Isn’t it funny?” he had asked, not finishing the statement unless I was paying attention.
I held on to more things just from talking with him; less from sitting behind a fucking desk writing notes all day.
“Static — TV snow — moves. It is an oxymoron at its finest.”
“Mm, is that so?” I smiled.
“Miss Victoria, no need to get sassy on me.”
“I’m not sassy. I love how the world fascinates you.”
“Of course it does. Or else I’d be dead, Miss Victoria.”
I just wished I had taken more of those moment in when I had the chance.
I held on to more things just from talking with him; less from sitting behind a fucking desk writing notes all day.
“Static — TV snow — moves. It is an oxymoron at its finest.”
“Mm, is that so?” I smiled.
“Miss Victoria, no need to get sassy on me.”
“I’m not sassy. I love how the world fascinates you.”
“Of course it does. Or else I’d be dead, Miss Victoria.”
I just wished I had taken more of those moment in when I had the chance.
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All righty, another story down. This one was so painful for me because I absolutely loved Axel. Thank you all for reading.