Still Life: Morning Face

Why are they staring at him?

He runs a hand through mussed black hair as he walks through the clearing, trying to remember where he saw that bloody apple tree…

He nearly misses Sofia’s small, slightly stunned question. “Did he eat something unfortunate last night?”

He frowns. What?

Violet laughs softly, and he looks over his shoulder at the sound. She’s shaking her head, and she replies, still letting the laugh fade, “No. I think you’ve just met Seth’s ‘morning face’.”

Prompted by many occasions of most definitely not being a morning person, and a friend’s throwaway comment (“morning face” is hers, not mine).

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