@curiosityshop as sid said: still in the dumps?
it happened one night.
her face falls. she loathes that it was that obvious. she ought to practice in the mirror a little longer next time. determined not to spoil the convival mood, she steels her will. stiffens that upper lip.
"oi. scoot." it is with a sort of trademark abrasiveness that brenda nudges her way into a spot beside sid. there is no small show made of accidentally jolting a pointed elbow into his ribs on the way in.
she looks over the contents of his half-emptied plate, and then, abruptly: "you gonna finish that, big man?"

















