“Like order exists in this world”.
“You make your own. I have a toddler, so I don’t have the luxury of procrastination.”

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“Like order exists in this world”.
“You make your own. I have a toddler, so I don’t have the luxury of procrastination.”
On a whim, I went to see a horror movie and now, I’m pretty sure I’m being watched.
“Logically, yes. But I might also feel at home if I sit on the sofa doing nothing” he pointed out, even if it was a bad argument.
“Logically, you might find more order.”
I can go out every night of the week Can go home with anybody I meet But it’s just a temporary high ‘cause when I close my eyes I’m somewhere with you
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“You’re the manager there now, right? Do you have, like, an alarm that goes off to let your staff know when you’re sufficiently caffeinated?”
“For the past six months, yeah. They know not to bother me for the first hour.”
“Eurgh. I turned twenty eight today. It would be an understatement to say I’m depressed,” Meg groaned. “I hate getting older. Why can’t I just be eighteen again?”
“I’m almost twenty-five and I already have a kid. I know the feeling.”
Kay let out a long sigh after hanging up the phone. She was sure this day couldn’t get any worse but than again it was only one pm. Feeling the need to keep herself busy the young woman waddled her way out to the front of her shop in search of something, anything to do that would take her mind off her latest issues. At 30 weeks pregnant there really wasn’t much she could do in the way of moving things around but there for sure something she could do. If she was lucky someone would enter the shop and distract her from her troubles.
Rhiannon was in need of flowers to brighten up her home. Even if it was something small. “Hey, you guys open?” she called, poking her head in to the quiet shop.
Now that it’s summer, I’m looking forward to trying out some. New recipes. It’s time to change it up a bit. After that large snowstorm and a rather cold spring, I’m looking forward to some sun!
I get all mine off Facebook, I’m totally not gonna lie. My daughter’s my guinea pig.
“So are you officially moved in when all the boxes are in your house, or when you’ve finished unpacking? Because honestly, I am debating just leaving everything packed and taking what I need when I need it”.
“A little bit of both, I’d say. You might feel more at home if you unpack, though,” Rhiannon replied honestly.
“Why are you staring at me like that?”
“You have something on your face.”
“Why is it called a building if it isn’t being built anymore?”
“I...don’t know.”
Text ✉ Rhiannon Devine
Carmen: Ahh I see.
Carmen: Gosh, I don't know then. And you can't leave her with your grandma?
Rhiannon: Grandma's a bit too old to take care of a toddler. I'll probably go through an agency.
Rhiannon: How's your baby doing?
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“Just… a novel I was working on.” He sighed, brushing his wet bangs from his face. “I was almost half done with it too…”
“How much of it do you remember?”
He sat on the edge of the water, holding up his journal and watching water continue to run and drip from the pages. When he saw Rhiannon come to help him he sighed. “I can’t believe I wrecked my notebook.” He said with no regard for the fact he could have gotten hurt himself. “Thanks… I’m sorry…”
“What was saved there?’ she asked curiously, flicking water from her fingers. She’d been there many times herself.
Text ✉ Rhiannon Devine
Carmen: Maybe a daycare?
Rhi: I have her there now but it's not a good fit. Truth be told, the caretakers are rude. If they're that bad to the parents, I can't imagine how they treat kids.
“Can’t start the day until I’m jittering from the caffeine buzz.”
“Everyone at 5027 knows to steer clear until I’ve had coffee.”