how it begins

if you've been reading picky for a while, you've probably met most of my characters, like august and seth. wanna know how fifteen pages of their story originates? it looks a little like this:

august: “What’s up?”

seth: “I had some time to kill. Thought I’d come up, see what you’ve done to my place. And I figured since you and my folks are friendly that we should be.”

“You brought flowers. That’s awful friendly.”

“You could call it a peace offering.”

“I suppose I could. Alright. Come in. You want some iced tea or something?”

“Sure. Tea sounds good.”

eventually, this will be a chapter. eventually. maybe i'll let you read it someday. :]