ught of the young man thinking of spending time with her when they barely knew each other. Peris had quite the record and she knew it was mere lucky that he thought that way about

everything that would come to her heading from his direction. She emptied the bowl into the bin before she took her dirty utensils outside humming to oceans by hill-song. She loved

ue but at the same time it was the sweetest gesture anyone had ever done for her. Long after she had finished washing and rinsing she just stood there singing while he played and enjoyed it. She wished that their friendship would run on that battery for a while. She was not ready to fit into the profile that once he saw her he would stop wanting to spend time with her because she was not his type. She was nev

ther, as he had kindly put it, had made sure she knew that it was not her place to take care of Peris. She, as he liked to call her, was a big girl. That statement was never taken kindly because Peris knew exactly what he meant even though she never said it to anyone. She co

as it brought all kinds of memories to her. All the things she thought she would escape by being away in campus seemed as though they had found a way to follow her. She took a deep breath that was shaky even to her ears, as she reconciled with the statement she had just heard

ris almost blamed her mother for her situation with her father. She low key wanted to shout and tell her that she was the one that caused her to be the way she was. She wanted all that but at the same time she knew she couldn't blame her mother. The poor woman had her share of troubles with the man in question. She had

already sounding weak. Peris knew there wasn't much he could do but she appreciated that she was willing to try. Her