"lunch?"
"nadda. already did a lunch thingy this week."
"quota for talking met? vocal chords hurt? throat parched?"
laughter.
~~
the sun has never felt better
sinking in, soaking it up
"everything", lifehouse
on repeat
half listening, half wandering
~~
"you there?"
"yep."
"it's a phone, zane. you have to speak."
laughter.