Tag: chair

Who wants to sit down when you can dance?
They could sit in silence.
I thought you might stay a moment.
You don’t want them to think you’re on drugs.
Watch that tendency, he tells himself.
Nothing to see here, folks, move along.
Yes, he’s a widower, but that doesn’t mean he’s available.
There was an awkward moment.
She had sat here so many times that she had heard it all before.
None of this was particularly surprising.
I didn’t want to stop anyway.
I didn’t authorise that.
He looks … thoughtful. Distracted, sometimes.
Everything happened quickly after that.
She said nothing about that when I saw her.
It will take a long, long time to get there.
You keep it to yourself and you cultivate it.
Where would I be in four years?
Nobody takes care of me.
I’ve never felt so free in all my life.
It really was better to be free.
I’m fine!
It was long ago and far away.
What choice do I have?
Sometimes it just feels like time fleeing.
Were they completely in their own world?
He felt he might sit there until he turned to stone or drew his last breath
It was just that they couldn’t quite believe it
Eventually they’ll have a bad day
Don’t tell me what to do
The morning was all but gone
Sometimes I think we were born to suffer more than all the rest