Kenopsia - Chapter 72: Chapter 72
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"Andie?" I blinked out of my memories. "Are you alright?"
I sighed, turning my gaze away.
"I'm fine." I said, turning back to my work which currently was soldering away at digging up the patches of grass in what I still call Tall park as I finally decided to get the digging of it up underway.
It had a hip height level railing around the outside so it wouldn't be as good to hold out against husks as the chicken coop but it was good enough against type A and B maybe C, type D sniffers are the taller ones after all, the ones that can fucking jump.
For now food is enough but if I will become willing to let others stay.... Just a few... I need more of it since even now there are times I'd wish for more.
I already made a little pile of grass carped on the gravel road, the grass roots holding the dirt so tightly is created paving tiles of pure grass, plants are already taking over the city four years in, shouldn't be of much use but I'll think of something... Maybe transforming the school yarn into a lawn if I really wanna do something.
Why was I even distracted again? Ah yes. Jasmine, the child she is, climbed on the metallic twists of pipes in the play area making me remember doing the same.
I sighed, leaning on the handle of the shovel, still remembering my hopes of seeing Hope grow up and play here with his mother, my father and I and still remembering how I lost it all.... The grief seems so far and still for much in the forefront of my life, as if no time had actually passed since
"Are you sure? I can help you."
"Yon complain when you gotta work but get bored when you don't need to, decide what you'll feel like for once and for all brat."
"I ain't no brat!" She pointed at me before karmic wind blew her blonde hair in her mouth making her sputter and swat at it.
"Do you want to cut it?" I asked, having seen her fight with it each time she didn't tie her hair up like today, it was amusing none the less.
"What?"
"Your hair, wanna cut it shorter?"
"Do you?" She sassed back.
"I was just asking." I huffed. "And I keep my hair tied up and, or, braided most of the time, it doesn't get in my way like it does for you.... And I told you, you don't need to sit around if you would just be bored, this is the Great Silence of the world, no laws and obligations keep you tied to my words."
She shot me a look, both knowing I was a be wrong here... The amount of times I reminded her she needed to listen to me or I'd kick her out of my home.
"Anyway, I like being with you." She shrugged, leaning back and, like I did as a child, hung off a metal pipe with the bar stuck behind the bend of her knees and hanging just by her legs.
I watched for a while before I let go of the shovel still stabbed in the unearthed dirt and walked over.
I reached out and drove my fingers in between her ribs.
I threw my arms around her as she laughed and unhooked her legs from the bar while kicking out. My face smacked a bar in front of it as I was jerked forwards.
"What was that for?!" She laughed still but more because of the slight shock of almost falling. She grabbed a bar and pulled up a bit, I let go and she swung a bit but legs smacking in another bar. "Ouch.." She fell in a dramatic heap on the ground, rubbing her sore legs.
"You are ticklish." I answered, arms crossed, my cheek will bruise but her legs too. "Your fault you revealed that."
"Who is it my fault you tried tickling me???" I just shrugged. "You are so odd."
"odd is what makes us human, come on, up you stand." I helped pull her up despite the metal between us.
"Thanks but really, why?"
"I don't know, just felt like it was the right thing to do, you WERE bored."
"Andie....." She pouted before grinning. "Did you hear the story of the claustrophobic astronaut?"
"I am leaving." I turned and walked away.
"He just needed some space!" She called after me as I grabbed the shovel.
"I don't hear you!"
"You will!"
I sighed, turning my gaze away.
"I'm fine." I said, turning back to my work which currently was soldering away at digging up the patches of grass in what I still call Tall park as I finally decided to get the digging of it up underway.
It had a hip height level railing around the outside so it wouldn't be as good to hold out against husks as the chicken coop but it was good enough against type A and B maybe C, type D sniffers are the taller ones after all, the ones that can fucking jump.
For now food is enough but if I will become willing to let others stay.... Just a few... I need more of it since even now there are times I'd wish for more.
I already made a little pile of grass carped on the gravel road, the grass roots holding the dirt so tightly is created paving tiles of pure grass, plants are already taking over the city four years in, shouldn't be of much use but I'll think of something... Maybe transforming the school yarn into a lawn if I really wanna do something.
Why was I even distracted again? Ah yes. Jasmine, the child she is, climbed on the metallic twists of pipes in the play area making me remember doing the same.
I sighed, leaning on the handle of the shovel, still remembering my hopes of seeing Hope grow up and play here with his mother, my father and I and still remembering how I lost it all.... The grief seems so far and still for much in the forefront of my life, as if no time had actually passed since
"Are you sure? I can help you."
"Yon complain when you gotta work but get bored when you don't need to, decide what you'll feel like for once and for all brat."
"I ain't no brat!" She pointed at me before karmic wind blew her blonde hair in her mouth making her sputter and swat at it.
"Do you want to cut it?" I asked, having seen her fight with it each time she didn't tie her hair up like today, it was amusing none the less.
"What?"
"Your hair, wanna cut it shorter?"
"Do you?" She sassed back.
"I was just asking." I huffed. "And I keep my hair tied up and, or, braided most of the time, it doesn't get in my way like it does for you.... And I told you, you don't need to sit around if you would just be bored, this is the Great Silence of the world, no laws and obligations keep you tied to my words."
She shot me a look, both knowing I was a be wrong here... The amount of times I reminded her she needed to listen to me or I'd kick her out of my home.
"Anyway, I like being with you." She shrugged, leaning back and, like I did as a child, hung off a metal pipe with the bar stuck behind the bend of her knees and hanging just by her legs.
I watched for a while before I let go of the shovel still stabbed in the unearthed dirt and walked over.
I reached out and drove my fingers in between her ribs.
I threw my arms around her as she laughed and unhooked her legs from the bar while kicking out. My face smacked a bar in front of it as I was jerked forwards.
"What was that for?!" She laughed still but more because of the slight shock of almost falling. She grabbed a bar and pulled up a bit, I let go and she swung a bit but legs smacking in another bar. "Ouch.." She fell in a dramatic heap on the ground, rubbing her sore legs.
"You are ticklish." I answered, arms crossed, my cheek will bruise but her legs too. "Your fault you revealed that."
"Who is it my fault you tried tickling me???" I just shrugged. "You are so odd."
"odd is what makes us human, come on, up you stand." I helped pull her up despite the metal between us.
"Thanks but really, why?"
"I don't know, just felt like it was the right thing to do, you WERE bored."
"Andie....." She pouted before grinning. "Did you hear the story of the claustrophobic astronaut?"
"I am leaving." I turned and walked away.
"He just needed some space!" She called after me as I grabbed the shovel.
"I don't hear you!"
"You will!"
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