Wait For Another Day

&. ;; Hold on, hold on, the stars arebound to change. George || 18 || Landscaper

[smiling-george-blog]

"Welcome to ‘Flora’s Bouquets’. How... how can I help you today?”

[jeffersthejester-blog]

“What’s that face for? A guy can’t take advantage of this weather and spend some time making a sand castle? Although if you’re judging me I guess I really can’t blame you since I just realized how silly that sounds.”

[smiling-george-blog]

George looked down at the boy in the sand, and althoguh she tried to quell it, a small smile broke out on her face. The kind eyes and soft demeanor made her apprehensively cmofortable, and she didn’t know how to respond to the situation. “I mean... there are worse things you could be doing,” George muttered, kicking at the sand and watching it fly up.

[arthurxlton]

“It’s now or never.”

[smiling-george-blog]

“I don’t even know you.”

[maya-roberts-blog]

Don’t judge a book by its cover. My math textbook had a picture of someone enjoying themselves on it. I on the other hand did not enjoy math class at all.

[smiling-george-blog]

You don’t buy the book for the cover, you buy it for the maths. So that was your choice. 

[jade-hy]

“If your boyfriend and your dad swapped bodies and the only way to get them to switch back was to have sex with one of them, which one would you do?”

[smiling-george-blog]

“What the fuck type of question is this?” 

[hunter-greyson]

[smiling-george-blog]

What, that you had to talk to people? 

[stormhastings]

“You know what?”

[smiling-george-blog]

‘You... you really did screw it. Yep.” George added awkwardly. 

[hunter-greyson]

“The world is full of egomaniacs.”

[smiling-george-blog]

“You’re the only person who has agreed with me.”

[deanhum]

“Thanks, George. Sorry for just running up to you. I got overly excited. I’ve been announcing it all day.”

[smiling-george-blog]

“I’m just... yeah, okay. Fair enough you’d be excited. There’s nothing more exciting than signing a bit of paper, and, you know....” George tried to liven conversation, not knowing where to tread next. 

[stormhastings]

“I look good in this dress. I want everyone to appreciate that whilst the island is beautiful, so am I.”

[smiling-george-blog]

“There are more important things to life than beauty,” George frowned a little. “Especially not gloating about that said beauty to others.”

[maya-roberts-blog]

Well it can be nice but you know, like I said news travels fast.

[smiling-george-blog]

How is my arrival news though? There are plenty of new people. There’s nothing interesting about me. Couldn’t there be some beautiful exotic bird or a tropical school of fish in migration that could garner more attention?

[daisybrownqt-blog]

Well I used to think of it as just warming things up like it was giving everything a big hug but now that you mention it… Um, well the lampposts here usually come on before it’s dark anyway, I think they messed up the timing system. 

[smiling-george-blog]

How could burning something be considered a hug? Are your friends made of grill? Well... I mean, it was a pretty large park. I guess someone did forget to turn it on some nights or whatever. I always just figured it was because of me, you know? I’m just so bad with technology. 

[loganbman]

Yeah, all right, well I’ll see you around. 

[smiling-george-blog]

Maybe not.

[fleurgilmore-blog]

“Because it’s about being confident in yourself. Sure, there’s beauty all round. But finding yourself beautiful has beauty in itself, I guess.”

[smiling-george-blog]

“Don’t need a photo to prove that, though.”

[macysummers]

Macy’s smile softened and she shoved her hands in her pockets casually. “Doesn’t matter what we were talking about,” she said, her eyes sparkling. “We just have to enjoy each other’s voices, right?”

[smiling-george-blog]

“It’s... well it’s not reassuring to hear Australian accents because I didn’t like many people with those accents besides yours, so...” George didn’t know the protocol, what was supposed to happen now. What she was even talking about. “But your voice... nice pitch.”

[daisybrownqt-blog]

I do. Sometimes it makes noises back, and the gages look like eyes and the doors like a mouth. Okay, I need to stop defending my oven conversations.

[smiling-george-blog]

Scary ass mouth, considering it roasts whatever is inside. And oven conversations are nothing, I used to talk to this lamppost in the park and begged it to come on of a night so I wouldn’t be scared anymore. 

[loganbman]

No I meant, never mind. You’re welcome. Uh, I’m Logan, by the way.

[smiling-george-blog]

 I’m George. Thanks for the help, Logan. You’re... yep. This is... yeah. Well, this has been fun, but I have a call to make, so...