//THAT IS LITERALLY THE GREATEST THING EVER! I ACCEPT THIS!
// Thank you! I don’t think so but thank you!
A Kind Of Loving - Atomic Age Romance by Stan Barstow, Penguin Books, 1967. (via maraid)
//Looks like I only got 7 accent thingies. OoOoOoh well. Fuck it I’ll do it anyway.
Quick RP tracker:
History doodles (which I made progress on btw) I DID NOT FORGET I JUST COULD NOT BRING MYSELF TO DRAW
Once again knightlyfriendship
"I got a few’a both. If yer ready, we can go stop by their places real quick, see if they’re interested. I know most’ll jump at the chance for work," she assures Soledad, squeezing her around the shoulders before dropping her arm away. She jerks her head for the woman to follow her as she saunters off.
They collect a few good people, all of whom know and like Laurine. Some even know Soledad through word of mouth, and greet her earnestly. It’s all set up pretty fast and she’s left waiting on Soledad to get everything settled proper, the way she needs it to be, and does her best not to stare all the while.
Damn, she’s got it bad, doesn’t she? How embarrassing. She’s not a kid pickin’ desert flowers and sighing about love anymore. This is work. Oh, she’s really looking forward for the opportunity to be around Soledad for a while, though…
These people seemed all right so far. Soledad trusted Laurine’s word that these folks were the real deal with out question. Making everything official was never a fun affair but it was done with little issue. The paperwork tired her out more than any day out on the trail could ever do.
Everything was packed and loaded. Soledad made her way to Laurine, packing in a worn out map back into her pack. “S’all done and we got the ok to go. Word from the road says to take the long way to Goodsprings.”
She gave a whistle as a signal waving her hand to the rest as a signal to go, keeping a watchful eye to make sure no one fell behind. “You did me a real favor y’know? Thanks.”