kafkaesque: having a nightmarishly complex, bizarre, or illogical quality.
“Given I have flown over three thousand miles for a visit,” Alex muttered, setting her bags down and folding her arms across her chest, “I was expecting a better line than that. Surprise. Did you miss me?”
He wants to give her a hug, but he’s never been accustomed to the slight drawls of affection, nor has he ever understood it so he sits there, laughing. “I missed ya, yeah. Life is boring without you.”
gunmetalgreyiisms-blog reblogged this from artificialfaith-archive-blog and added: She took the bottle, her smile dropping off her face the instant she saw the packet in her lap. She wriggled away from...
artificialfaith-archive-blog reblogged this from gunmetalgreyiisms-blog and added: “Oh come on, you know damn well I can keep up. Don’t give me that bullshit.” He responded to her grin with one of his...
