No reply yet again. Not unexpected, but disheartening nonetheless.
She moved across the room, no longer sure of what to say. There was only so much good an introduction would do, and Kiden knew that 'So, in a few years time you're gonna be my girlfriend, and I'm going to make you really awesome bacon sandwiches in the morning,' was about as far from appropriate as she could hope to achieve.
And so Kiden sat on the edge of the bed, back rigid, not too close to Laura—but not so far away that she would appear apprehensive or hesitant in her actions.
She picked up the book and turned it in her hands, studying the cover and then the back upside-down, before flicking through it, picking up odd words and phrases.
“Any good?” Kiden asked, not expecting anything in the way of an answer.
no subject
She moved across the room, no longer sure of what to say. There was only so much good an introduction would do, and Kiden knew that 'So, in a few years time you're gonna be my girlfriend, and I'm going to make you really awesome bacon sandwiches in the morning,' was about as far from appropriate as she could hope to achieve.
And so Kiden sat on the edge of the bed, back rigid, not too close to Laura—but not so far away that she would appear apprehensive or hesitant in her actions.
She picked up the book and turned it in her hands, studying the cover and then the back upside-down, before flicking through it, picking up odd words and phrases.
“Any good?” Kiden asked, not expecting anything in the way of an answer.