Summary: You are a woman who lives her life through the characters in her books.
But you want more. Something real. Something off page.
You desire to have what they have and that includes a magnicent love which surpasses time and space. And you know who you want it with.
The only problem is he's out of your league. So you turn to his loser brother for help.
In a journey of embarrassing failures, humbling realisations, and joys you've never experienced, you come to understand life is a lot like your stories.
You just got to be brave enough to write it.
Teaser
I tap him on the shoulder, light as a fly. He swivels round on the stool, wondering who or what interrupted his alcoholic reverie; the drink in his hand swishing with his movement. He looks at me with screwed-up, violet eyes until they widen with recognition.
“I knew you'd come back,” he points to me with the glass-occupied hand, his intoxication making the clear liquid drip over the edge, “they can't resist-”
I put a halt to his ramblings, “I need your help.”
He shuts up, but his confusion is overtaken by a smirk crawling along his mouth. He takes a slug and shallows before asking, “And how can I assist you, kitten?”
I look at him resolutely, “I want your brother. And I need you to help me get him.”
As im staring at my phone the time reads 3:28AM.. when did time pass? I could’ve sworn i came home 45 minutes ago!
I think i should worry about my lack of time acknowledgment, lately time has passed by so so much faster - but if i panic i fear ill lose even more of it.
It wont be this way forever, maybe its the music thats caressing at my ears through my laptops speakers that makes me forget for a moment, maybe its the fact that i put my phone down and laid on the cold wooden floor of my room to play with my cat, maybe its that i spent too much time on my phone drawing down something stupid that wont see the light of day outside of the jokes between me and my friends.
Whatever it may be, it’s temporary and at least i know i enjoy my time- hey i think i found it-
I think thats it!
I enjoy my time, even in a bunch of “nothingness”, even in a room of silence apart for faint music in the background, my cats paws hitting the floor and the water-spray occasionally going off because he’s clawing and biting too hard.. okay maybe not in much of silence, but where not one word is exchanged, i feel content. I am not alone and i know that now more than ever, i remember it every night like this very one where i lay and my cat is comfortably curled right next to me with its head on my chest. Time does move fast when you’re enjoying it, maybe i shouldn’t worry.
Where do I fit in the Bug Heaven/Hell if I take care of and breed lots and lots of roaches and worms and flies, and then let them die violently at the hands of my praying mantises?
I have a lot of praying mantises
hmmm... i feel like it's fine. their deaths aren't malicious, and they feed other bugs, so i think you're safe. and i think you get bonus points for raising praying mantises because that's dope as fuck