"It Depends on What You Pay -- So Why Be Stingy...?"

[psalm_onethirtyone]

Lillie? Lillie, I am so sorry, but please don't telephone to-night, because if you do, you are going to get hysterical-breakdown!Soujin, and you really do not want that.

omg. ;_________________;

Edit: Oh! Oh. But, Miss Zara? I bought you so many books to-day. It's awfully pathetic. I also now have a fourth copy of Hamlet. But if you should want any of the books--

(and I bought a Danish cookbook. in English and Danish)

(and cried a lot between the shelves. yes. to-day has not been a good day)

Comments

[rainbowjehan.livejournal.com]

*flails and apologises, apologises, apologises--(cannot apologise enough)* Oh, dear. I'm so sorry. I'm sorry. Please don't worry about me.

[little-lady-d.livejournal.com]

-- can't help but worry about you -- it's a wonderful, frightening thing, to love, to care, to worry about somebody -- and when that somebody is you -- *(don't apologize)*

[rainbowjehan.livejournal.com]

I can't stop apologising -- don't ask it of me -- but, heaven, heaven, I love you so much -- oh. I love you. I love you. I'm sorry-- (i'm being stupid) *(i'm sorry--)*

[little-lady-d.livejournal.com]

i can't stop telling you how little you need to apologize -- there a neatness to that, see. we have a little cycle. can i tell you i love you, at least? i love you -- (being stupid is a teenager's prerogative, m'dear.)

[rainbowjehan.livejournal.com]

Oh, but--so we'll just go on and on like this for-ever, shall we? I suppose. You--I suppose. I--yes. I love you. (*wails* I don't want to be a teenager! I want to be twelve again for-ever.)

[little-lady-d.livejournal.com]

love means never having to say you're sorry, or somesuch -- or at least, saying you're sorry and being told you don't have to for an eternity or so. love is very repetitive. (-- i've been trying that for five years. it's those damn birthdays, they won't stop coming -- !)

[rainbowjehan.livejournal.com]

Oh, I see -- but I'm still sorry. But-- (i don't know) I suppose it is. (I knowww! I pretended last one hadn't come, but all that happened was I forgot how old I was for four months.)

[little-lady-d.livejournal.com]

well, you don't have to be. and so on, and so on ... (i've gotten quite good at forgetting how old i am, but the rest of the world won't do me the courtesy --)

[rainbowjehan.livejournal.com]

Yes, I certainly do. Let's not be silly about this. But so on--! (It's terrible. No one ever--they're always saying 'oh, do you drive yet?' and 'in a year we might hire you!' and all you want to do is go to your room and read picture books...)

[little-lady-d.livejournal.com]

not silly? i understand thee not, good lady! (or color quietly in the living room or blow bubbles in the kitchen or sleep without worrying what's going to happen next year, or next, or next ... but now i'm reminded, i'm supposedly seventeen and going to college, and still don't drive and still don't have a job ... sigh.)

[rainbowjehan.livejournal.com]

You had better, fairly soon, or I shall throw my apron at you. (yes. Oh. it's too much. --oh, for--

...i loveyou. have a waterfall in Venezuela?)

[little-lady-d.livejournal.com]

and she says not silly ... (... only if we can share, sweet.)

[rainbowjehan.livejournal.com]

Is it silly to throw my apron? ;__; (...is there enough mist for two?)

[little-lady-d.livejournal.com]

very silly. (always.)

[rainbowjehan.livejournal.com]

Blast. Ah, well. (then I'll share (but I'll slide mossy stones over on your side when you're not looking).).