feed my soul

Strange? Well maybe, it wasn't intentional or anything, but she certainly had that quirky girl energy to her. But whelp? She wasn't quite sure what to make of that, it felt like it ought to be demeaning, like he was mocking her for something she'd done. Not that she was the most socially aware, sheltered and naive, a deadly combination with a mind like hers. Still he seemed dark and brooding and oh so mysterious and-not even against her better judgement, as she didn't have any- she found herself curious. Like he was one of those cool guy characters from one of her stories, but in the flesh. How exiciting.

"How come?" Came her frankly not very intelligent question. "Are you a Klein? You look like one." She kinda hoped not, cause then they'd be related. Ick.