gemmamariano:
“Only just found it. Apparently the owner is from Italy too, I met him at the farmer’s market a few weeks ago.” Gemma chuckled before taking a small sip. “Not much, really. Just a bunch of little things, you know. They always sneakily pile up until the stack becomes a bit too – unstable, I guess. But it’s nothing I can’t handle.”
“Well don’t tell anyone about it. I don’t want it to become the new place and then suddenly we can never sit down here.” Macy sighed and looked out the window. The trees were changing and it finally Macy felt like she could take a breath and feel a little bit of calm and peace. “No I understand that.. but I’m glad we’re doing this then. Just having a little moment in the middle of madness. What’s the most unstable?”















