“I tried to wear my shirt while it was still on the hanger. That’s just the kind of morning person I am with no coffee.”
“I wear brown shirts to protect against the combination of coffee and clumsiness. ”
“I think I just inhaled a cloud. That’s what I get for not wearing a gas mask while riding my Pegasus.”
“In exchange for my silence, I want a box of quiet. Empty—and full. That’s also how I like my morning coffee at night.”
“I am not a good fighter," I try to explain again, fingering the edge of my shirt. "I mean, I am really bad at fighting, not as bad as my friend Issie, who is possibly the least fightery person in the world. I mean, I'm getting better, but still... I mean-- oh I'm sorry. I'm babbling.”
“I am grateful for the blessings of wealth, but it hasn't changed who I am. My feet are still on the ground. I'm just wearing better shoes.”