He nodded, stepping back for her to go. *** She stopped, undoing the hook and offering it back to him.
She gave him a small smile before turning and hurrying away, disappearing into the night. * ** He took it, setting it down next to them and moving towards the pods.
Weeks had passed. There was no sign of Dahlia. * * * "If you can come up with a better one, let me know."
It was cold out, the cool breeze blowing his hair. The outside was quiet. * * * "I can, if you'd like. I just thought we were friends."
The forest in front of him was tall and foreboding. The leaves rustled, sharp green and shadowy. Somewhere in the canopy, a bird whistle came, slow and low. * * * "Then we need nicknames."
He looked up with frown, not making an moves yet. *** "I've never been good with nicknames," she admitted.
It took bout five minutes for her to emerge, but she would be easy to notice. She was moving quickly through the grass, running at him at almost full speed. * * * "Then we need practice."
She sprinted to him and leaped on him, tackling him to the ground in a grand embrace. * * * "Then choose one."
He grunted as he fell, but laughed. "I've missed you!" *** "No. I'll pick one for you and you pick a different one for me. I shall call you.. V or Rogue."
She pulled back slightly, her eyes bright with affection. "I missed you," she replied, her hands on his chest. "What took you so long?" * * * He laughed, looking over at her. "That's not bad. Hmm... what about Nas?"
She watched him, shaking her head. "I'm so glad to see you." * * * He nodded in satisfaction "Now we're acquaintances."
"A lot has happened," she said, sitting up and looking over at him. "Do you have time to come with me?" * * * He smirked, looking over at her. "Do you want to be more?"