The thing about it is that she does it with such a cheerful face, that things like resentment can’t stand around for long. Pure hearts indeed. ( the whole smiling and chattering away and not listening to a word in between thing).
I don’t trust him. I don’t like him, the guy with the coffee jar.
But I like her. And weirdly I feel like I wanna trust her.
And she stood up for me literally and she was smiling from ear to ear like she was really delighted to see me. (I wonder why). It touched me. Wish I was kinder.