|He stayed with us for two miles, commenting every ten minutes on how fast we walked.|
I mean, come on? How dedicated can a guy be? I hope whatever they're doing now is pleasant and free of stress.
So good, I loved the recount of this encounter. I feel bad for Daryl, but he's got such a good spirit! Despite his troubles he's just worried about his love. 🥹
Honestly my favorite kind of story~ nothing happens, and everything happens. Lost phone, borrowed trust, accidental friendship, logistics masquerading as fate. Softly funny, deeply human, and the Durango sleepover absolutely sent me.
I love this!! It's the little interactions that make everything worthwhile for me!
|He stayed with us for two miles, commenting every ten minutes on how fast we walked.|
I mean, come on? How dedicated can a guy be? I hope whatever they're doing now is pleasant and free of stress.
So good, I loved the recount of this encounter. I feel bad for Daryl, but he's got such a good spirit! Despite his troubles he's just worried about his love. 🥹
“That was how the morning changed shape.”
Honestly my favorite kind of story~ nothing happens, and everything happens. Lost phone, borrowed trust, accidental friendship, logistics masquerading as fate. Softly funny, deeply human, and the Durango sleepover absolutely sent me.
Peachtree was not happy with me and I’m like you don’t understand, I HAVE TO WRITE ABOUT IT.