i feel too vulnerable and soft for this world, sometimes… i have a child’s heart
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i feel too vulnerable and soft for this world, sometimes… i have a child’s heart
Soft and kind hearted people are not fools. They know What people did to them, but they forgive again and again because they have beautiful hearts.
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Amos.
❝ You can do that stuff, after work or school or wherever your life leads to. But same. ❞
❝ I wish it could be a career, though. ---- But I’d do it for free, so maybe I just love smoothies and dogs too much... if that’s possible. Which it shouldn’t be. ❞
@sunhates.
She’d been watching him for several minutes now; the young man was immersed in his artwork, and though Josie couldn’t see the paper he was sketching on from where she was sitting, she could only imagine that it looked spectacular. ---- Letting her curiosity eventually get the best of her, the brunette headed over, seating herself on the grass beside him. Sure enough, his art was what she expected ( and more ! ) ; she couldn’t help commenting on it.
❝ That’s really cool. -- Your drawing. ❞
@tobehurting.
❝ My sister does this kind of stuff -- I’m not cut out for it. I never was. ❞
Fingers flip through the pages of an old book; all the while, Josie is fidgeting with her free hand, twirling her hair as she chews on her bottom lip. Usually, she would call her sister to deal with a case she stumbled upon, but she and Dean were caught up a few states over with another case ---- and she knew Bree would come running if she called. That, of course, was the last thing she wanted to happen; she couldn’t make her older sister lose focus because of her. For once, Josephine was going to take care of something terrifying herself. -- Well, almost. She had gotten in contact with a little help.
Dark hues look up at the other hunter -- she was far more experienced than Josie would likely ever be, and for that, she was thankful.
❝ It can’t be a werewolf, right ? -- The heart wasn’t missing. ❞
@obscuritex.
❝ That’s bad for your health, you know. ❞
The brunette didn’t mean to be invasive, but she naturally had everyone’s best interest in mind. She nods towards the cigarette in between the boy’s fingers, proceeding to nervously chew on her bottom lip. Maybe she shouldn’t have said anything, as she dwells upon it for a moment -- but of course, it was too late now. Fully expecting to be blown off completely, Josie simply directs her attention downwards, wiggling her feet a bit once she perches herself on the wall that the boy had been sitting on.
@thickcrskiin.
❝ Jan ? Emergency ! I’m standing outside your door. I’m gonna need you to open up. ❞
Click. Josie hung the phone up as soon as she got her message across. Juggling a cell phone and a box of kittens was difficult, after all. -- She couldn’t bring them to her sister, seeing as Dean sneezed whenever one of the felines was nearby. When the door opened, the brunette flashed her friend a huge smile, and her greeting was accompanied by a chorus of little ‘ meows ’ coming from the box in her grasp.
❝ I found this entire litter of kittens in this box on the sidewalk. I couldn’t leave them. ❞
@dimidicta.
No matter how old the Emerson sisters got, they were always sucked back into running errands for their parents whenever they got together. Naturally, Bree -- being the elder of the two -- felt the heavier weight of the tasks, and that never seemed to change. ( The fact that she had brought Jacob back to America with her this time was no exception. ) Before she had left, she took a moment to pull her younger sister to the side. ‘ Behave, Josephine, ’ was all she said, which earned her a rather innocent gaze as a response.
As the two now sat in the living room, Josie heard her parents shuffling around the kitchen. Her mother poked her head in for a moment, suggesting she show Jacob around outside while they waited for Bree to return. ‘ It’s a nice day out ! Give Jacob a tour of the neighborhood ! It’ll pass time quicker while you wait for Brianna. ’
The brunette shrugged, offered a grin, and nodded for Jacob to follow her as she headed towards the door. Although it was the first time the two had met in person, they had talked on the phone many times before, and it wasn’t like Josie to be nervous around any person Bree genuinely liked.
( ---- and man, did her sister like Jacob Frye. )
She lead him down several flights of steps, then bounded onto the sidewalk. Taking a moment to think, the brunette finally turned to Jacob, a bright smile spreading across her features. She practically bounced as she talked; it wasn’t often that she got to show someone around Manhattan, after all.
❝ I’d offer to take you to Central Park, but I guarantee Bree’s gonna do that. So, we’re gonna walk to Rockefeller Center ! C’mon -- it isn’t far, and I got some questions for you. ❞
And there she went, headed off, making a gesture with her arm that signaled for Jacob to walk beside her. Their destination wasn’t too far away, but her stride was quick-paced, as she had to keep up with Jacob’s larger steps.
❝ This place is pretty cool, right? -- Anything like London ? ❞