Phoenix Maplewood Remembering

To be truthful, Reek only half listened to the tale Spring weaved. It was long, plodding, and his attention dragged around the third sentance. Still, he tried to gleam the minor details from Springs story inorder to grant the appearance that he was still listening. He nodded along and 'mhmed' whenever it was appropriate, but his mind strayed elsewhere. It strayed to the condition of Saena and Scarlett, possible dinner plans, and then to why snow was white... Water was clear, what was snow's deal? Crazy cold-ass snow.

"Mhm. Yep, said Reek, sensing that Spring's sob story was drawing to a close. "Ain't that some shit?" The words rolled off Reek's tongue rather tactlessly, but he failed to catch his social error.