“ listen. people have been leaving flowers and throwing themselves at morrison’s grave forever, “
missing her expression as his eyes were still resolutely shut
“ i deserve … at least half that much love. and as you’re my fan club president,
i feel like this should be priority number one. “
he slipped, lips cracking with a laugh and shaking his head at his absurdity. his hand reached to rub at the center of his forehead, finally opening one eye to peak. only to be met by her answering smile, and his expression sobered. “ …. i bet the view’s nice. “
“ Well for fuck’s sake, what are we waiting for? lead the way to greener pastures. “ voice rising as he set lanky limbs in motion, attempting to stand with all sorts of dramatic moans and groans, “ this grass business better be comfy cozy. i’m really not built for disappointment. “
“ can’t say i know who that is,
but i’m fairly certain they’re not someone
you should be comparing yourself to. ”
his second statement brought about a childish eye roll from the blonde,
no doubt an action that would result in a very disappointed mother.
“ i really wish you would stop saying that so loudly.
god forbid someone should hear you
and finally decide to take you seriously. ”
“ neither am i ... yet here i am. ”
her joke brought about another smile,
the blonde scrunching her nose as she offered her hand.
the flick of her wrist was fancy,
almost as if she were meeting a powerful political who would then
proceed to kiss the back of her hand. it was habitual.
“ just so you know
... i’m not lying in the grass with you. ”