Fishing Trip

Mortis · 01-09-2021, 04:03 PM

Hanako started the countdown, and they were off. However, his heart wasn’t in it, he faltered, stumbling, and wasn’t able to recover his timing. Hana had overtaken him, and ran like her life depended on it. He watched her, trotting along behind, as she sped across the sand. She looks like a silver ghost beneath the sunlight, and he knew their vacation here was ruined. She had kissed him, and he had… he had what, exactly? She had never really said what she wanted. But he supposed he had turned her down anyway.

He loved Hana, and the thought of her not being in his life made his heart squeeze with pain. He felt like their friendship was falling between his paws like sand. No matter how much he scrambled. He couldn’t seem to save it. Maybe he was overthinking it. He was an adolescent that had just received his first kiss. By the time he reached the end point of their run, his eyes were damp. He lowered a wing, covering his face, as he tried to get a grip on his wayward emotions.

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Fishing Trip

Mortis