C8H11N } finn & kit
Dec 27, 2019 20:56:35 GMT -5
Post by fox on Dec 27, 2019 20:56:35 GMT -5
K I T
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There's the taste of an imminent autumn in the wind.
I'm saying sorry sorry sorry over my shoulder to all the people that I barely scrape past, pedaling zigzags through the District Square, trying my best not to hit the curbs. Margot made me wear a jacket today; the fabric's stiff at the elbows from being folded for months, tucked away from sunshine and touch.
The air feels cold and sleepy in October. It's hard to wake up for school. These days I'm always walking up the steps of Jefferson just in time, my steps counting the beat of the bell when I make it to homeroom, and Finn's already there, collecting an armful of flasks for us.
Clover has had a lot of boyfriends – rich kids from the east side, emo poets, collegiate erudites – guys she's brought home for dinner that I’ve never even seen again. She always says they come and go over one thing or another, but lab partners are ride or die. They're of cosmic significance.
I guess that's fair because she married her's.
I mean – that's not something that could happen here.
But Finn's a good partner.
Out of breath and fixing my hair with one hand, taking off my book bag with the other – “Ready to go bananas?” I intone, slipping into my seat.
Oh god. Why did I say that.
I'm saying sorry sorry sorry over my shoulder to all the people that I barely scrape past, pedaling zigzags through the District Square, trying my best not to hit the curbs. Margot made me wear a jacket today; the fabric's stiff at the elbows from being folded for months, tucked away from sunshine and touch.
The air feels cold and sleepy in October. It's hard to wake up for school. These days I'm always walking up the steps of Jefferson just in time, my steps counting the beat of the bell when I make it to homeroom, and Finn's already there, collecting an armful of flasks for us.
Clover has had a lot of boyfriends – rich kids from the east side, emo poets, collegiate erudites – guys she's brought home for dinner that I’ve never even seen again. She always says they come and go over one thing or another, but lab partners are ride or die. They're of cosmic significance.
I guess that's fair because she married her's.
I mean – that's not something that could happen here.
But Finn's a good partner.
Out of breath and fixing my hair with one hand, taking off my book bag with the other – “Ready to go bananas?” I intone, slipping into my seat.
Oh god. Why did I say that.
