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Contorting her previously made note into one of mirroring opinion presented a reflexive contrast alongside its apposite nature, flexible by way of alliance and compellingly pertinent in communicating his mindset towards empty speculation. Conflicting opinions might’ve been an expected outcome of incompatible morals but common ground was hardly a foreign occurrence, introducing some semblance of rapport where none was thought to be found. Often used in his pursuit of personal gain or convincing deception, no such intentions were abound in any composed word or gesture as the fork came to a timely rest next to a plate cleaned of all but meager crumbs.
“ Now?” The word’s repetition muted to a dull muffle against the back of his hand, dedicatedly running over the entirety of his mouth and chin before letting the question meditatively simmer. Unabridged honesty was what she was after, and that was exactly what she received. “ Just that the cake’s pretty good, different from what I usually have. Your sister’s missing out.”
“ Speaking of which, you should probably do something about your neck. Looking like that, you’ll be in for a lot of panic when she gets home — might as well avoid it while you can.”
”Not needed, I agree. But you’ve never lived until
You have Veronica’s infamous, fudgey brownies!
Even though you have a long life to live - how old
are you? Twenty-two, twenty-three?” She asked
out of pure curiosity.
If he did not feel comfortable with answering the
question he didn’t have to. However she was
curious, because he did not seem to be that up
in his age and no matter how many times he tell
her that it’s okay and that she didn’t have to do
anything in return - she was going to do it anyway.
She was stubborn and far too nice for her own
”Well… you hang and I hold?” She suggest with a
smile before gesturing towards the gate that lead
to her backyard, so that he could follow her inside
the home through the back sliding door. The front
door was securely locked anyway.
“ I’ll take that as a compliment.”
Appreciation of visual and verbal cues became immediately apparent after her
laudatory estimate, reaching beyond the chuckle illustratively prompted by modesty
to the flattered smile showcased in its aftermath. The guess was every bit as
generous as it was charmingly naive, ignorant of reality’s hard truth and actuality’s
significant dissonance; how young ‘twenty-two’ seemed in retrospect, how
inexperienced. What paid honest tribute to that time existed only in the realms of his
stalest memories, and nowhere else.
From hugging the perimeter of their shared fence to the gate next door did his eyes
follow her gesture, readying an eager heel to lead a brisk gait soon afterwards as a
curt nod took her up on the suggestion. Hang, hold, there wasn’t much of a difference;
the overall reward surpassed its effort, whether whether the entirety of the project was
by his hand’s craft or not.
“ Sure. Between the two of us, it shouldn’t take too long.
Give me a minute and I’ll be right over.”
She smiles, a timid woman- though
the blush of youth is upon her
cheeks, the scent of her sweet and
full of [l i f e].
"Oh, no- you’re not trespassing, not at all."
[Here, she offers her hand, coming closer.]
"— In fact, I invite you to visit whenever you please.
But did you say you were lost? Perhaps I could
be of assistance?”
“ Thanks, but I wouldn’t want to trouble you. It can’t
be too hard to find my way back to the main road."
Born of a smile matched in amiability was there a distinct tincture of intrigue, spurred
on by the embedded invitation and her incontestable kindness towards a total stranger.
They were left neither ignored nor unappreciated as her hand’s offer knew acceptance
by his own participation, particularly mindful of all traits that helped shape her favourable
first impression — both tangible, and otherwise.
“ Do you usually get a lot of visitors around here?”