my lungs will fill and then deflate

Avantika · 12-03-2020, 11:10 AM

The young pup hadn't put much thought into the ramifications of her decision. As the boy started jabbering away, she struggled to keep up. She felt like a hunter who'd been spotted by its far-swifter prey, running as fast as she could, but still doomed to fall behind. The sheer amount of words that spew forth from his jaws, even if to him he was speaking at a relatively normal speed, baffled her. She tried to dissect the spoken phrases, but soon gave up and simply tried to snatch whatever words she knew as if they were a flock of birds from the air. Don't. Know. Your. Name. I. Call you. I. You. Now. I've. Got. A lot. She got the feeling she was missing some of the more important parts, but she concluded that he didn't know her name (duh), and that he would call her "sis", and that he had a lot of something that sounded a lot like "sis". I'll. Try. Good. Well, that was nice to hear. If, of course, it was a correct translation. Then he said something about "Arty" but she couldn't parse the meaning from the rest of the syllables. She'd wait for the next sentence to figure out what he meant.

While it was unclear, she deduced from Rudy's tone that this Arty boy was a pretty good guy. Seemed like almost everything in this place was nice and good. It almost seemed too good to be true.

Bowen. Quiet. You'd. Her. Bowen. That was the girl she'd met earlier, wasn't it? "I talked to her," she said quietly. She wished that she wasn't so quiet sometimes. It would be fun to be able to say what she wanted. If the world was a kinder place, maybe she would be.

"speak"

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my lungs will fill and then deflate

Rudy

Avantika