#AAAAA slams hands down and screams always over these two TuT

[greedbent]

" www ... will mr. Kassie go with me, peas ... ? f - for me? "

@earthssprout || Five Word Sentence Starters

"Is Wylan's company not enough?"

He doesn't look up from his work, eyes in constant motion back and forth between two thick ledgers—confirming their accuracy—despite the little girl who had climbed into the seat across from him. His hand jerks in something like a flinch when he nearly scrawls an incorrect number, but Kaz catches himself in time. Notes that he's now become distracted. And emits a soft puff of a sigh (one that'd sound defeated to anyone else, and the reason he lets it slip without concern in front of Ari).

His fingers flex on his pen. Debating. Then he quietly nestles it in the binding of one book to finally meet the pair of wide, pleading meadow hues waiting for a more favorable response. Though he stares at her, his mind is elsewhere. He considers, calculates, ponders what benefits he could claim on a trip to the countryside. Through that alone does he settle with a compromise.

"I'll join you next time," Kaz halfway concedes, "once I've made the proper preparations. After all..." He pitches himself forward in his seat, hands folded neatly beneath his chin as what passes as a smile ghosts over his lips. "We want the outing to be perfect, don't we?"