 | thearmysoverrated-blog ; [ ѕмѕ//;; 'ʙᴀʙᴇ' ] Would you say no to a bottle of wine and a man who needs a shave? |
[ txt: Moran, Sebastian — DELAYED ] I should.
[ txt: Moran, Sebastian — DELAYED ] But I won’t.The boundaries she’ll shoulder through for
the man surprise even her, despite her love
for pushing herself when she can. It’s some-
thing that comes natural for Joan, but with
Sebastian, she’s crossing a line like no other,
wading deeper into murky waters.But if the two had changed that night, if their
relationship had changed — for that was
surely what it was now? —, then it was only
for the better.“It’ll be right.”
She hadn’t even taken a sip then, just rising
the cup to her lips, before her sip, pleasantly
surprised by both the smell and taste of
subtle vanilla.
If you asked him; ‘Sebastian, what’s the
deal with you and Joan?’ – well, he might
just look a little dumbfounded. Yes, he’s
treating her, essentially, as his girlfriend;
but he’s a man terrified by commitment.
All the more so, he finds himself afraid of
knowing that he’s not going to be doing
anything with anyone else; and the real,
real fear here, is the fact that he’s actually
alright with that.
He’ll smile at her; but the shit-eating beam
has gone, now, and it’s simply a genuine
thing, masked by greying facial hair.
“—–so. How’s life in the life of Miss (my) World?”