She's Like Heroin

*Faite* · 09-20-2016, 02:48 PM

She'd peer at him as his gaze dropped to the ground. It seemed he hadn't exactly looked at the ground beneath him. This brought amusement to her and a hint of a grin began to tug at her lips. She certainly wasn't making fun of him, but it was funny to think that his thoughts had been focused elsewhere whereas her eyeballs had immediately zeroed in on the odd colored sand. After all it was black and that wasn't normal, was it?

She was disappointed as he explained he had no idea what it was. He laughed before going on to say he'd never seen it and she smiled at him regardless. She doubted he had, but it was worth a shot to see if he knew all the same. To her surprise he had a witty retort and she chuckled softly. She had no idea why the sky was blue either.

"You know, that's a good question. I'll have to find someone that knows." She grinned at him. "But I'm Faite, who are you?" She questioned him as he took a seat. She decided to do the same and let her haunches rest on the odd colored sand. So far she was rather pleased with her day. It wasn't often she met someone who used sarcasm and was funny to be around. Good company, pretty scenery, and it even felt less hot here. She couldn't ask for much else.

Walk, "Talk" Think

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