[Oh my god, Bruce, you could at least have gone outside and looked sad until someone took you in and fed you or something. Someone was probably dying for the chance.
She's not sure what they're doing now; their conversations have never been this stunted or fraught and it all feels... delicate. She doesn't know where the boundaries are anymore, and she tries to assume every letter will be the last. Her next email is just:]
I don't mind a little maintenance.
[and six low-res before-and-in-progress pictures of some rooms (living, dining-kitchen, bathroom) that were previously white and are now on their way to being pastels or slightly different shades of white. The decorating is a little sparse, but there's definitely the beginnings of a jungle happening underfoot.
God, she's going a little mad again. Some of her students are starting to complain that she's getting them all fat, and students never complain about free food.]
no subject
She's not sure what they're doing now; their conversations have never been this stunted or fraught and it all feels... delicate. She doesn't know where the boundaries are anymore, and she tries to assume every letter will be the last. Her next email is just:]
I don't mind a little maintenance.
[and six low-res before-and-in-progress pictures of some rooms (living, dining-kitchen, bathroom) that were previously white and are now on their way to being pastels or slightly different shades of white. The decorating is a little sparse, but there's definitely the beginnings of a jungle happening underfoot.
God, she's going a little mad again. Some of her students are starting to complain that she's getting them all fat, and students never complain about free food.]