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Thursday, 28 May 2009
Repeating Bird
"What do you think?" She says, pouting at herself in the mirror as she raises and stands on her toes, simulating heels.
"Its nice." I reply.
"Its just nice?"
"You look good!"
"I just look good?"
"Yes."
She fires a glare, as if too used to the butter that is spread on her ego.
"Where are you going with it?" I add, just to avoid the length of that awkward silence.
"On a first date!"
"Oh."
"Oh?"
In my mind, I imagine she is a parrot, going on a first date as a tooth fairy, but I say, "what do you think?"
"I am not sure if this is the right dress."
"Its up to you if you feel right and good in it!" I quickly exit the conversation by manoeuvring my paper work.
The princess swings a turn, pulls the lace dress off her pink body, throwing it inside out onto the floor, bearing her flesh tone coloured underwear to the open scene in a huff.
I ignore her tantrum.
"Here you are!" She snaps, offering the dress, inside out, scrunched up like trash onto my hands, "if you had been more attentive, I might have bought that!"
"Its not my decision if you decide to buy it or not!" I snap in return full of shock in my eyes.
"You only told me it looks good!"
"I am not sure what else you wanted to hear?"
She walks off, Louis in hand. Darts a dagger. Nose up.
"Its nice." I reply.
"Its just nice?"
"You look good!"
"I just look good?"
"Yes."
She fires a glare, as if too used to the butter that is spread on her ego.
"Where are you going with it?" I add, just to avoid the length of that awkward silence.
"On a first date!"
"Oh."
"Oh?"
In my mind, I imagine she is a parrot, going on a first date as a tooth fairy, but I say, "what do you think?"
"I am not sure if this is the right dress."
"Its up to you if you feel right and good in it!" I quickly exit the conversation by manoeuvring my paper work.
The princess swings a turn, pulls the lace dress off her pink body, throwing it inside out onto the floor, bearing her flesh tone coloured underwear to the open scene in a huff.
I ignore her tantrum.
"Here you are!" She snaps, offering the dress, inside out, scrunched up like trash onto my hands, "if you had been more attentive, I might have bought that!"
"Its not my decision if you decide to buy it or not!" I snap in return full of shock in my eyes.
"You only told me it looks good!"
"I am not sure what else you wanted to hear?"
She walks off, Louis in hand. Darts a dagger. Nose up.
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