#shane-bailey

[artfolk]

starter for @shane-bailey​

“hey shane! you looked a little down in the dumps today. i brought you some pepper poppers to maybe cheer you up?” leah’d never been a really outgoing person, but they’d always enjoyed giving gifts to other people. art. food. post it notes with words of affirmation? you name it, they’d gifted it. so, pepper poppers seemed well within leah’s league.

“if you don’t want me sticking around, i won’t, but i hope these help.”

[sofitrres]

yes, it was absolutely sofia’s fault, but she was practically running towards marnie’s ranch to pick up frida from her playdate with her little friend jas. marnie was so kind and didn’t care when she picked the girl up, and the same went for her whenever jas went over to sofi’s house, sort of an open door policy. half out of breath and reassured by the gentle mooing of cows somewhere in the barn, the mother knocked confidently, ready to greet either one of the little ones or marnie, but was taken by surprise when it was shane who opened the door. “hey!” this first hey was high pitched and excited, “oh, hey!” this hey was more surprised than anything else, a whole octave lower too. “long time no see, stranger. are the girls back there?” she added, twirling a finger and pointing behind shane’s shoulder. @shane-bailey​