Watching the zombie and Hanna made my heart flutter; it was like watching a time lapse of flowers blooming while eating a triple-scoop of guava-flavored frozen custard. Even though the dead man seemed so withdrawn and Hanna was so clumsy, the two moved around each other with strong, fluid motions, never bumping into each other as if their every move was choreographed.
I watched them make breakfast together from my place at the dining room table, the zombie doing most of the cooking and the redhead bobbing around the small kitchen fetching flour and eggs and milk and stopping every few minutes to plant a kiss on a loose stitch or lopsided
Every Man I Fall For, Ch. 3 by Mialie-Naio, literature
Literature
Every Man I Fall For, Ch. 3
The dingy, dirty, mostly disgusting room and the man it housed were, not surprisingly, exactly as dingy, dirty, and disgusting as I'd remembered them to be. I nudged open Worth's front door with my footnot wanting to come into contact with more surface than I had toand peered inside the makeshift office.
My heart fluttered just a little bit when I saw him, his long limbs draped dramatically over the chair behind his desk, cigarette dangling between his lips, reading (or pretending to read) a pile of important-looking papers. He didn't look up.
"Hey, Worth," I said quietly. He glanced at me, mumbled something I couldn't hear,
Every Man I Fall For 3:Preview by Mialie-Naio, literature
Literature
Every Man I Fall For 3:Preview
The dingy, dirty, mostly disgusting room and the man it housed were, not surprisingly, exactly as dingy, dirty, and disgusting as I'd remembered them to be. I nudged open Worth's front door with my footnot wanting to come into contact with more surface than I had toand peered inside the makeshift office.
My heart fluttered just a little bit when I saw him, his long limbs draped dramatically over the chair behind his desk, cigarette dangling between his lips, reading (or pretending) sort through papers. He didn't look up.
"Hey, Worth," I said quietly. He glanced at me, mumbled something I couldn't hear, then went back to whate
LOOK OUT WORLD.
I AM SIXTEEN AHHHHAHAHA.
LIKE FINALLY RIGHT.
I FEEL SO YOUNG
AND THEN I LOOK AT EVERYONE ELSE I KNOW (except :iconpackhunter234:) AND I LAUGH
BECAUSE I'M SO YOUNG.
PFFT.
On a slightly less hysterical note, yes, I AM working on EMIFF, yes, I AM drawing things, and NO, it's not fanart. Actually maybe that last one is a lie.
Maybe going to see Scott Pilgram Vs. the World today, we'll see. (take that :iconEmerilla:)
Hey all.
I'm sick of this account--unactive watchers, bad old art, shitloads of fanart, really old faves. Not to mention I was completely inactive the first year I had this account 'cause I forgot about it.
So I'm moving. Eheh.
You can find me over here-----> http://just-mia.deviantart.com/
I'll still be active on this account for a while to get everything sorted out.
Watch me, don't, whatever.
See you on the other side!
<3 Mia
Such a beautifull gallery !!! I am fully in love with your work. I am a great fan of your artwork. I would probably share a new wonderful song to you in return. [link]