#emrysharkness

       Nessa crawled into Emrys' room. She crawled up onto his bed and curled up onto his bed. She turned over and reached out to touch the ligh in the room. She stuck her finger out to touch the light bulb, then yelped loudly when it hurt. "EMRYS!" She shouted.

He was waiting for Emrys in the kitchen, leaned up against the table, legs crossed. He'd been putting together what he wanted to say in his head. It was... complex. He wasn't quite sure what to say, but he knew... he knew this was the moment, and this was the right time. Now or never. He fiddled with his hands then looked up towards the kitchen door. "Emrys I -"

[there was a long awkward silence] ....Hi mate.

[She tilted her head and watched him quietly, before raising one hand in greeting.]