As I step in front of Rashid, I give him my biggest grin and a "Hey!" Despite my outer bravado, I'm shaking on the inside; I'm so nervous. I really want to give him a hug as a greeting, but I think it's too soon for physical contact. Unfortunately. He's also a masterclass of concealment … Continue reading First Times – Sazerac & Beignets (7)
There's no point going back to sleep, so I start my morning routine. Make coffee, have a shower, drink coffee. Feed my half-starved cat. Dress in some sweatpants and a t-shirt, and go for a run. The city is just waking up, a soft golden light creeping over the river. Our neighbourhood is still pretty … Continue reading First Times – Sazerac & Beignets (6)
Fuck. Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck. Wendell Dupree, you are without a doubt the biggest fucking idiot to ever grace the surface of this planet. You’re fretting about getting a text from the man of your dreams, but then you switch off your phone and forget to fucking switch it on again! Just how thick … Continue reading First Times – Sazerac & Beignets (5)
I wake up when the sun is fully up, later than I usually get up, and I'm grateful that as a custodian I don't have any fixed working hours. I stumble from the terrace into my apartment, making a beeline for the coffee maker. Before I can reach my destination, I hear banging at my … Continue reading First Times – Sazerac & Beignets (4)
After dessert and coffee, where I make a point to praise Big Mal's vegan ice cream, I declare my wish to go home. Josie and Mal try to convince me to stay, but Bruno, my cat, needs feeding, and I long for some peace and quiet in my own four walls. It was a long … Continue reading First Times – Sazerac & Beignets (3)
Have you ever had this feeling when you meet someone – or maybe you’ve known them for a long time already – and suddenly it’s like you’re hit square in the chest and there’s this warm feeling that blossoms around your heart and unfurls inside your body? It almost feels like a coal fire that … Continue reading First Times – Sazerac & Beignets (2)
Dearest gentle reader, I feel like I should stop addressing you like that, but once Soso puts a thought in your mind, it’s hard to get rid of. Like when she suggested I should tell you more about Rashdell. She says Rashdell is our shipper name, and she ships us. Don’t ask me; I don’t … Continue reading First Times – Sazerac & Beignets (1)
Daughter of Gallifrey 