Grass

“What was the grass like, Nox?”

“It was kinda itchy.”

“Oh, come one, it couldn’t have been that bad.”

“I mean, I didn’t hate it. It was pretty to look at. It was a cheerful color.”

“What color was the grass?”

“Green.”

“Green grass! Those have the same sound at the start, don’t they?”

“Yeah, they do.”

“Nox, you should show me green. I wanna see some green.”

“No.”

“Oh, come on, why not?”

“Because I don’t like green. I like things the way they are.”

“Not even for a day? Not even a few hours?”

“No. No green, no grass. I like things just fine, just how they are.”

Reviews

[Wolf Wrenn]

Love this, it definitely sounds like a few conversations I've overheard in my time.