JustSmile
~Always Confused~
In Willows Office -
It was a summer day, the prefect weather. Nick, sighed finishing up paperwork. Sighing the bottom with his signature. He smiled "Finally i'm finished, but I still have lines to memorize." he sighed again, over exaggerated. He stood up pacing back, saying his lines out loud. He was in a new drama, everyone seemed like they were completely excited. It was very popular even in other country's. This was going to be his biggest hit ever! They had only shown 3 episodes, but he had already gotten nominated for another award. He was the only one in the office, but Willow should be back in a couple minutes. Maybe he could as her to practice with him.
Evelyn smiled, watering the flowers. Bees were buzzing, and the breeze was blowing softly, pushing a strand of hair out of her face. It was a normal day. The shop was slow as always. It wasn't surprising, she never had to many costumers. The radio was on, it was playing a piano tune. She hummed along to the melody, it ended and played a song, by a singer that she didnt know very well. She never got to listen to him much. He was okay, a old man came in and pick up a dozen roses. She smiled saying goodbye, he was a regular. He always bought a dozen roses, for his wife every week. It always warmed her heart, when she met people like that.
It was a summer day, the prefect weather. Nick, sighed finishing up paperwork. Sighing the bottom with his signature. He smiled "Finally i'm finished, but I still have lines to memorize." he sighed again, over exaggerated. He stood up pacing back, saying his lines out loud. He was in a new drama, everyone seemed like they were completely excited. It was very popular even in other country's. This was going to be his biggest hit ever! They had only shown 3 episodes, but he had already gotten nominated for another award. He was the only one in the office, but Willow should be back in a couple minutes. Maybe he could as her to practice with him.
Evelyn smiled, watering the flowers. Bees were buzzing, and the breeze was blowing softly, pushing a strand of hair out of her face. It was a normal day. The shop was slow as always. It wasn't surprising, she never had to many costumers. The radio was on, it was playing a piano tune. She hummed along to the melody, it ended and played a song, by a singer that she didnt know very well. She never got to listen to him much. He was okay, a old man came in and pick up a dozen roses. She smiled saying goodbye, he was a regular. He always bought a dozen roses, for his wife every week. It always warmed her heart, when she met people like that.
