โMe? Iโm just fuelling up.โ
Sheโd only stopped by to eat before โworkโ. Running into him was a coincidence.
โThey do really great fries here. Crispy, you know? Canโt underestimate the power of a good crispy fry.โ
It was easy to listen to him talk, maybe because he really had put in the effort to himself.
She was sitting down, flopped really on the armchair that sheโd claimed as hers when he wasnโt in it.
Her hands patted at the fabric, unconsciously mimicking his stimming. -
How many had tried to make her change herself to fit into their narrative?
โMost people donโt like knowing who they are. Most people donโt like themselves at all. Do you like yourself, Flash?โ
She sat down at his table, giving Foggy a wave and a friendly grin.
Then committed the sin of dipping a handful of fries in mayo.
โOh, I have a few meetings. Sometimes the clients can be real rowdy. But Iโll push through. You know how it is.โ
โAnother day, another dollar.โ
โDonโt they use those big-ass metal rods when that happens? Rebars. They just drill down, jam a few rebars in and fill it concrete.โ
What was her point?
That foundations could be salvaged, they didnโt have to be rebuilt.
โYouโre good at drilling, hon.โ
โSelf-love, baby. Thatโs number one. Learn to love yourself, then start looking to love other people.โ