[Sugar with his coffee. So sweet and right he wishes it could be some sorta pill so then this little set back could go away.]
Sure.
[Like it's simple. Feels like the fridge is a half a day away. Focusing and doing it will make it happen. Larry almost holds his breath as he makes those steps, the weight on each foot sort of jolts up his leg right to his spine. Made it. And now crouching some to grab for the eggs.]
Fried? Scrambled?
[The light emanating from the icebox is sort of blurry. He doesn't think a damn thing of it.]
no subject
Sure.
[Like it's simple. Feels like the fridge is a half a day away. Focusing and doing it will make it happen. Larry almost holds his breath as he makes those steps, the weight on each foot sort of jolts up his leg right to his spine. Made it. And now crouching some to grab for the eggs.]
Fried? Scrambled?
[The light emanating from the icebox is sort of blurry. He doesn't think a damn thing of it.]