83 sparksChapter 5: The Sun Isn't A Rock
Ivy: -nudges Harley awake at 03:00 AM- Pretty fucked up how often we depict the moon as a girl and the sun as a boy; they're just floating rocks in space. Harley? Wake up, Harley! Listen, they're sexless!
Harley: Da sun isn' a rock, go back ta sleep.
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Harley, trying to impress Ivy: -nudges Ivy awake at 03:00 AM- Pretty fucked up how often we depict da moon as a girl an' da sun as a boy; dey're jus' floatin' rocks in space. Pammy? Wake up, Pam! Listen, dey're sexless!
Ivy: The sun isn't a rock, go back to sleep.
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This is both oddly adorable and incredibly soft.
Thank you! Soft stuff is my favorite thing to write. I've been recently told my writing is hygge, which apparently just means 'things that are really comfy and make you feel fluffy inside' in Denmark.
That is definitely true!
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The toast (does it count as a pun?) sounds like a brilliant idea, actually ;)
Oh my stars, it does count as a pun, doesn't it?!
Especially if they toast with the toast ;)
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Glad you enjoyed :)
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