Drabble: Learning
Drabble: Learning
Author: NightRider
Fandom: The OC
Rating: PG
Summary: Despite all he knows, there's many things Ryan's got left to learn.
A/N: Thanks to brandywine421 for her assistance and musical motivation.
There were a lot of things Ryan knew how to do. He knew how to make breakfast. He knew how to get vomit out of cheap carpet. He knew how to roll a joint. He knew how to pour concrete to make a foundation for a house. He knew how to drive a car. He knew how to wash his own clothes. He knew how to hide a broken arm for months.
There were a lot of things Ryan didn’t know how to do. He didn’t know how to properly set a table. He didn’t know how to tie a tie. He didn’t know how to plan a charity event. He didn’t know how to surf. He didn’t know how to make idle conversation around the dinner table. He didn’t know how to use chopsticks.
“Thanks for setting the table, kid,” Sandy commented as he walked into the kitchen and saw Ryan awkwardly standing next to the table with a cluster of silverware in his hand. “I really appreciate all your help.”
There were many things Ryan didn’t know how to do, but he was learning. And for once in his life, he wasn’t afraid of the consequences if he didn’t get it right the first time.
~Finished~
Author: NightRider
Fandom: The OC
Rating: PG
Summary: Despite all he knows, there's many things Ryan's got left to learn.
A/N: Thanks to brandywine421 for her assistance and musical motivation.
There were a lot of things Ryan knew how to do. He knew how to make breakfast. He knew how to get vomit out of cheap carpet. He knew how to roll a joint. He knew how to pour concrete to make a foundation for a house. He knew how to drive a car. He knew how to wash his own clothes. He knew how to hide a broken arm for months.
There were a lot of things Ryan didn’t know how to do. He didn’t know how to properly set a table. He didn’t know how to tie a tie. He didn’t know how to plan a charity event. He didn’t know how to surf. He didn’t know how to make idle conversation around the dinner table. He didn’t know how to use chopsticks.
“Thanks for setting the table, kid,” Sandy commented as he walked into the kitchen and saw Ryan awkwardly standing next to the table with a cluster of silverware in his hand. “I really appreciate all your help.”
There were many things Ryan didn’t know how to do, but he was learning. And for once in his life, he wasn’t afraid of the consequences if he didn’t get it right the first time.
~Finished~