~Sticking to the Script~
I. Felicitous I let out a long sigh as I walked along the beach’s crowded boardwalk, alone. Johanna, my twenty-four year old sister, had pulled me here an hour earlier to have a fun night together (her words, not mine). I was honestly just as happy, if not more, to sit home and do absolutely nothing but lay across my bed eating pizza without any human interactions. I was going to save my social tolerance for her wedding in half a week, but I didn’t want to disappoint her. So I gave in to her request, only to be left a short time later. There were games to be played, prizes to be won, rides to be ridden, and money to be spent, but I was not going to do such. Firstly, I would probably …show more content…
I'll tell it," I said. Shawn gave me a "please don't fuck this up" look while I prayed to GOD for the same thing. "Shawn took Jasmine to the vet," I started, waiting for Shawn to give me a thumbs up to continue. He nodded, pretending to be sheepish. "Because she needed an annual check-up. I work there as a tech and Jasmine was one of my patients one day. I called Jasmine from the waiting room and Shawn almost tripped over someone's beagle when he saw me." I had no idea where my words were coming from. They sorta just flowed, which has proven to be dangerous in the past, but I kept on going. "I thought something was wrong with me by the way he was staring, so I felt a little uneasy at first. I got through the exam without anything too weird happening, but when Shawn kept coming to the clinic every other day I knew something was up. I asked him if he really thought Jasmine was ill, or if he really wanted to learn about canine dental surgery until one night when I was finished I saw him standing outside with a bouquet of hand-picked sunflowers and weeds and he asked if he could take me out on a date. I said yes because half dead dandelions are my favorite," I joked and he giggled. He fucking
I. Felicitous I let out a long sigh as I walked along the beach’s crowded boardwalk, alone. Johanna, my twenty-four year old sister, had pulled me here an hour earlier to have a fun night together (her words, not mine). I was honestly just as happy, if not more, to sit home and do absolutely nothing but lay across my bed eating pizza without any human interactions. I was going to save my social tolerance for her wedding in half a week, but I didn’t want to disappoint her. So I gave in to her request, only to be left a short time later. There were games to be played, prizes to be won, rides to be ridden, and money to be spent, but I was not going to do such. Firstly, I would probably …show more content…
I'll tell it," I said. Shawn gave me a "please don't fuck this up" look while I prayed to GOD for the same thing. "Shawn took Jasmine to the vet," I started, waiting for Shawn to give me a thumbs up to continue. He nodded, pretending to be sheepish. "Because she needed an annual check-up. I work there as a tech and Jasmine was one of my patients one day. I called Jasmine from the waiting room and Shawn almost tripped over someone's beagle when he saw me." I had no idea where my words were coming from. They sorta just flowed, which has proven to be dangerous in the past, but I kept on going. "I thought something was wrong with me by the way he was staring, so I felt a little uneasy at first. I got through the exam without anything too weird happening, but when Shawn kept coming to the clinic every other day I knew something was up. I asked him if he really thought Jasmine was ill, or if he really wanted to learn about canine dental surgery until one night when I was finished I saw him standing outside with a bouquet of hand-picked sunflowers and weeds and he asked if he could take me out on a date. I said yes because half dead dandelions are my favorite," I joked and he giggled. He fucking