Went To Miami To Recover Father Sotirios. And Made Some New Friends.

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One whole minute of a deaf Kitty getting excited that her owner is home 

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Aaaaaaand there we have the reason for Belgium not qualifying.

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There was a dark haired woman in one of the buildings. Her hair was really pretty, and she was singing to her infant child (I couldn’t make out the lyrics. They were muffled like she was singing into an old radio). Osborne’s eyes grew blurry and wet when he heard it. I remember he sat at the pier the rest of that afternoon with one of the olde codgers that would sit and smoke. And a little girl with braids named Greta ran along the pier. She had a checkered dress of blue and white and her braids were completely perfect. She was laughing when she’d run along too.

I’ve been having these recurring dreams of a seaside town called Marlowe Bay from the POV of a young man named Osborne Scarborough living in his dad’s lighthouse and this is gonna be a long post of everything I’m gonna share that I saw in each dream in this town (more to come in reblogs)

1. There’s a washed up ivory clawfoot bathtub on the beach full of rope net, seaweed, a sea star, a gold monocle, a leather bag covered in barnacles and grime, and a single crab holding the monocle on the beach.

2. Martha Hampshire the closest neighboring lady with the white and red polka dotted dress and birds nest hair.

3. Fenton the lab mix. I love you Fenton.

4. Mr. Catch and his small fishing boat (accompanied by Fenton) with his marbled false eye and scallop shell tattoo.

5. Something about Osborne’s father causing Osborne’s eyes to tear up just hearing him be mentioned.

6. The young girl standing where the cliff met the pier, with a crab trap on her left foot like a shoe in the mist.

7. The way Osborne puts his gold rimmed glasses in his dad’s blue fisherman hat before he went to bed every night curled up in that big thick blue blanket in the lofty bed of the lighthouse.