 so you can convince yourself that im cute
Make it.
#70 Teem
The place, as per usual, was teeming. Arkie Alderton was being pulled away from shop windows and through the crowds by his now frustrated mother, as fast as his little stumpy legs would carry him. When a wizards, shouldering a fine broom, caught his eye. Arkie stopped, and resisted his mothers tugging. His eyes flowed the wizard back through the crowd. The broomstick was good, there was no denying it. But he bet he could make a better one.
“Mummy,” he said, walking again. “Buy me some sticks? And some wood? Pleeeeaseeeeeeeee? Now please.”
She tutted and dragged him onwards.
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♥♥♥My heart is out at sea. And my Head's al over the place.
I'm losing sense of time, and everything tastes the same.
I'll be home in a day. I fear that's a month too late. ♥♥♥ |