No bc what if at the end Gabriel/Jim gets his memories back and hates Aziraphale or is mean to him and doesn't remember Aziraphale taking care of him and Aziraphales feelings are hurt bc he gave him a second chance and it was wasted :(
rosetta has no idea how she actually ended up in this position. she had seen jim during her night out alone, they were talking, and now they were in the corner of the club looking at each other with heavy eyes. she should back out. this was a bad idea. her heart hardly recovered from the last time she was wooed by this boy and yet....she couldn't look away from him. curse her selfish heart! it was always getting her into trouble. then again, when was the last time she did anything out of line? anything rebellious? crazy? she couldn't even remember. all she knew was that the music sounded so far away where they stood and that she wasn't sure if that was good or not. "james...." she whispered, looking directly into his eyes still. "what are we doin'?"
Sabrina wasn’t used to casual contact with people outside of the friends she has known for so long. People were normally too scared to touch her in fear that she would break like some fragile little porcelain doll. So even the little things with Jim meant a lot to her, even though she was not a fan of her hair being messed up. “I always worry about my friends...it’s just what I do. Couldn’t turn it off if I wanted to.” And she didn’t want to either. To turn off the reason she kept going would only make her spiral harder and faster. She knows she can only hold on for so long, but until then she was going to make the most of a slow burn.
She felt a little guilty when he said she ditched him for her bed. She was sure it made him and even the other people in her life that she has refused to leave her room for sad at times, but all she could do was work harder on not having so many of those days. It was sweet that he offered to come to her though. She followed him in laying down to look at the stars properly, letting herself be silent for a moment so she could truly appreciate how big the night sky was. She always felt so small because the universe was so big. “You’re a sweet guy, Jim,” she finally said, turning her head to look at him. “I’ll keep that in mind next time. I guess I’m just...still learning myself to reach out for help.” She smiled softly. “I’m sorry if I’m not the best at keeping your mind away from the things that make you sad...but I can always at least offer to guide you through those feelings.”
I've slowly been chipping away at drawing scenes from that imaginary Muppet retelling of the Princess Bride, figured it was about time to share what I've drawn on Tumblr!
Yeah quiet quitting is great and all but have you tried chaotic working?
Like. I remember back in my grocery store cashier days I did so much crazy shit.
When WIC (Women, infants, and children voucher program to help low income mothers/families with children) people were in my line I would pretty much know who they were. Before the cards they had to tell us upfront they were WIC and show us their vouchers for what they were allowed to get (it was awful some times. Like. 2 gallons of milk. $4 worth of vegetables etc etc). They’d always have items hanging back, waiting to see what the total was and if they would have to take it off the belt.
I began to place the fruits/vegetables a certain way on the register scale so that like 1/2lbs of grapes read as like .28lbs or something. Then act shocked when I said that they still had X amount of lbs left. They got all their fruit and vegetables.
I think it started to kinda? Catch on to the women? Because I would have the same moms in my line month after month. And even after they switched to the cards (they worked like food stamp cards?) I’d still do the same thing. They were able to get more produce for whatever shitty max amount Indiana gave them.