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"At Year 1, Rabbit class 5 (number 5, 5)
The school road I went holding my mom’s hand
The extremely shy, short hair and chubby cheeks"
mamamoo // my hometown
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22 June 2017 @ 10:00 am
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"At Year 1, Rabbit class 5 (number 5, 5)
The school road I went holding my mom’s hand
The extremely shy, short hair and chubby cheeks"
mamamoo // my hometown
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( Are most places interesting? Kate's not sure they are. Every place she's been is just another configuration of a sprawl of houses, with people running around doing the same things day in, day out.
Maybe she's a little morbid nowadays, a little too cynical about how ordinary everything can be even when your world's been turned on its head. Whatever. Not like it matters. They're out of school and within the empty walls of the house she lives in. Who really cares how interesting a place is anyway? )
Erm-
( Two years here, you'd think she'd have the answer on the tip of her tongue already, but she always wants to be specific before realising that most Americans don't know a British city beyond London and maybe Oxford, if you're lucky. )
North England.
( Keys dropped in a bowl as Kate leads them both into the kitchen, tossing her jacket in the vague direction of the living room and heading straight for a top cabinet, stretching to try and reach whatever's on the back of the shelf.
Whatever's on the back of the shelf being code for vodka. )
Ugh. ( Hold up you're lanky. ) Can you get that?
Edited 2017-11-13 07:35 pm (UTC)
Maybe she's a little morbid nowadays, a little too cynical about how ordinary everything can be even when your world's been turned on its head. Whatever. Not like it matters. They're out of school and within the empty walls of the house she lives in. Who really cares how interesting a place is anyway? )
Erm-
( Two years here, you'd think she'd have the answer on the tip of her tongue already, but she always wants to be specific before realising that most Americans don't know a British city beyond London and maybe Oxford, if you're lucky. )
North England.
( Keys dropped in a bowl as Kate leads them both into the kitchen, tossing her jacket in the vague direction of the living room and heading straight for a top cabinet, stretching to try and reach whatever's on the back of the shelf.
Whatever's on the back of the shelf being code for vodka. )
Ugh. ( Hold up you're lanky. ) Can you get that?
Edited 2017-11-13 07:35 pm (UTC)