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“And if you call the number again I’m going to track you down and stuff the phone so far up your ass you’ll have to piss when it vibrates, understand?” Fingers slammed into the end button and he shoved the device into his pocket, blowing out a heavy stream of air in an attempt to calm down.
yvannamohrs:
“Nice, I like that tactic” she chuckled, nodding at him. His tone hadn’t really been the reason for her to doubt those words, but the fact that she had heard them before as a bad critic so many times. Especially from her dad. You’re too nice. People had a hard time understanding that being nice did not mean being stupid, apparently. She laughed lightly at his teasing, that also being something she heard constantly from people who usually had just shared their lives’ mysteries with her. He had a beautiful smile though and a hearty laugh and that brought a wide grin to her lips. “Well, be careful with that. You might find out that if you stare too long, you’ll might be getting some secrets out of me as well”.
“It’s like ripping off a band-aid. You do it really fast and wap ... done.” He had a pension for kinder words himself, though the compliments weren’t so easy to come by. People didn’t slip their secrets off to him and Morgan wasn’t really bothered by that --- he long assumed that he had mellowed over the years and his kindness came with his confusion (though he was never a harsh man, per say). His temper was something to fear. The right combination of words playing on his patience could have him snapping in an instant, despite how controlled he played. “Secrets out of you? I’m sensing an old ... barbie doll collection ... still in their boxes in your closet.”
ofscamsandsilas:
“Then I’m sure you’ll be more than up for joining me. Drinking alone at this time of day gestures to a bad habit. Drinking with company, implies a celebration!”
“Typically I don’t condone bad behavior but drinking on my day off can’t be that punishable. Celebration ... ah. There’s a lot less snow on the ground now because it’s melting. That’s worth celebrating, right?”
Speak to me, aching heart: what Ridiculous errand are you inventing for yourself
Louise Glück, excerpt of “Midnight,” Meadowlands (via plathisms)
pureheartxgwen:
“It’s the perfect time before the cold, I suppose you could say that Spring and the fall would have to be my most enjoyed time of the year. The walks around here and the park, it is quite a sight to see.”
“I’ll keep that in mind. I haven’t had a chance to enjoy the weather. There was a lot more snow on the ground when I moved here. First spring ... and if your word is anything to go by it’ll be something to look forward to.”
yvannamohrs:
“Thank you, if that was a compliment” Yvanna snorted. “But I don’t know, it’s more than that. It happens everywhere. I remember when I was little and took the bus to school, every single kid told me their deepest secrets” she shared the story with him, almost feeling like the many people that came to her with their own. “Good part is I have dirt to bribe more than half of the town” she raised her eyebrows at him and laughed lightly. Morgan’s question made her beam at him, head tilted to the left. “I was simply offering a cup of coffee for the hospitality, but if you do end up revealing your deepest secrets, I promise to keep them under lock and key”.
“A compliment and an explanation wrapped into one delightful package.” He had a problem with the tone of his voice --- Morgan tended to always sound so medical that he was often misunderstood. He figured that it was, perhaps, the reason some of the members of the town had copped their respective attitudes with him. If that were the case ... he wasn’t one to admit he was wrong, anyway. “Remind me to be careful what I share with you, hm? Lest I find you knocking on my door and asking for something in exchange for those secrets being kept.” Now it was obvious he was teasing. The wide smirk that stole his features were the first of indications, the laughter that came after a punctuation. “Nah-ah. The coffee I will take you up on, but I might drink it in utter silence. Just stare.”
ofscamsandsilas:
“Might ditch the caffeine altogether, it’s five o’clock somewhere, right?”
“Hey, I’m not judging. Wouldn’t be the first time I’ve done something like that, and it won’t be the last.”
My hands are full of ash. I burn down everything I touch.
(via giraffevader)
bishopxdanes:
“This is the part where you tell me you’re single and have no time for that either, right? You really don’t get to spend a lot of time with anyone other than your circle of work friends? Not that this is putting me off going for this or anything, its just nice to hear about behind the scenes. Okay, just, I definitely owe you one.”
“I am single, but I made time for a lady friend,” Morgan reasoned, though he gave a shrug to punctuate it. “It’s hard to make the time for that kind of stuff, though. It’s all a sacrifice. And while what I have might be enough right now for what the relationship is, doesn’t mean it won’t change. How about you owe me by doing the best you can for the people you’ll help? That’ll be good.”
ofscamsandsilas:
“Thanks for the heads up on that one.
Saved me a completely different trauma of the senses.”
“Just chuck it and get some coffee instead. Less caffeine than the tea but it doesn’t taste as bad at least.”
yvannamohrs:
“Yeah… And if you think about it, my father wasn’t even that bad. Most of his friends didn’t even get to find love, and he did, had me” Yvanna gave it a thought; in comparison to many stories she had heard, her dad wasn’t a bad father at all, simply a broken man with a lot to deal with. Morgan’s pun pushed her out of her trip down memory lane and she laughed wholeheartedly, not even sure why - she had heard that one many times before. “I have this thing though, people usually come to me and tell me about their whole lives when I didn’t ask a thing. So can you imagine the amount of information I hold, owning a place like that? It’s overwhelming” she sighed, looking down at her feet for a second and then back at him, smiling. “You should come by sometime, I’ll get you some free coffee”
“You have a trustworthy face, that’s why. Come into a coffee shop feeling a certain way and get greeted by a friendly face and a big smile ... they’re already looking for somewhere to vent their frustrations out. And then the next you know it ... life story has been pushed unto you. Hazard of the job, I think.” Now that he didn’t have patience for. As nice of a man as Morgan could be he wasn’t one for the random life-story spewing that sometimes accompanied his job. It always seemed to come at the worst of times --- when he was too busy with something else that someone would chatter his ear off. “Oh yeah? You want me to come down to the coffee shop and chatter your ear off, now? Tell you all about myself as a wee boy over a cup of joe?”
littlewerewclf:
“Everyone is meaningless, no one has a set purpose. There are just some people in this world who could have a million chances and still fuck it up.”
“You don’t have to argue with me about it. Tell the people who think they’re going to do something worth anything.” Morgan shrugged, fingers scrubbing at his beard.
pureheartxgwen:
“The fall is lovely in it’s colors.” Going from summer to fall, watching the transition of the leaves, and the cool brisk of the wind changing, the smell, it would bring so much memories. “The scenery can be very breath taking.”
“Correct you are.” The season itself reminded him of things well in the past but there was something so lovely about the colors and the slight chill. He generated a lot of heat as it was, the little bit of wind that it offered was always welcome. “Winter’s a bitch but fall ... fall is nice.”
tramplawson:
“So you would get over your fear of heights to save me, but you won’t save a poor cat from a tree? What kind of monster are you?”
“I never said I was afraid of heights? I just said I got bit by a tree. Terribly sorry about the cat. Probably come down on it’s own. They do that shit a lot.”
I kept the world in my heart, and a war in my head.
zosraus (via malefices)
