Stop (The Roleplay)

Jude looked down at her.

“Are you sleeping first?”

 

“Well, neither am I,” he grumbled. “So now what?”

 

He considered this before frowning.

“We could... but do we really have much to talk about?”

 

He frowned, staring into the fire.

“I don’t know,” he said finally. “I...” He looked like he was about to say something before shaking his head. “I’m not sure. What about you?”

 

He raised an eyebrow, glancing at her out of the corner of his eye.

“I always thought it might be nice to fish for a living. Just live in a small house by the water and sell fish in a market.”

 

He frowned, clearly not reciprocating the brightness she was feeling.

“What about you?”

 

He raised an eyebrow, pulling his legs to his chest, his long limbs folding.

“Well, none of us are sure. But what do you want?”

 

He nodded slowly.

"That would be nice, right? You like kids."

 

"If you don't like them, you can change that too," he said, looking over at her. "Dream big."

 

He nodded in agreement, rubbing the back of his neck.

“I know. But we risked our lives for this.”