#maplebaymanda

“Is that the last of the boxes, Panda? I could’ve sworn there was another one...”

                     ❛ amanda, ❜  laurence  says,  voice  serious.  he  stands  in  the  doorway  to  the  kitchen,  brown  eyes  narrowed  faintly  against  the  light.  a  pause  as  he  waits  for  her  to  acknowledge  him,  a  pause  in  which  he  tries  to  casually  lean  against  the  wall  in  an  attempt  to  NOT  slide  to  the  floor.  

    Wow, Craig must’ve been running for an hour and a half now, he was experiencing some serious runners high and felt mighty fine- almost as though he could take on the world, and although he might think he can run even more, he is starting to feel the drawbacks of a long run. Despite his strong- well, everything, if he continued to run like this he might collapse, so he does himself a favour and places one hand on the tree next to him, and hunches over briefly before standing up straight with his hands on his head. 

   It’s all coming back, the world looks a lot clearer now. His eyes dart to the bottle of water he’d brought with him and he smiles slightly, it may be kind of ridiculous, but you have no idea how happy it makes a runner to see a bottle of water- even though he knew he had it with him anyways. As he blows his hair back in place he looks forward, seeing a familiar face. It’s the Amanda, the one and only, she seems to be on her own, but Cahn knows that she’s majoring in some serious photography right now, so maybe she’s just looking for uh, landscape- thingies, or something. Yeah, he doesn’t have any idea, but regardless, he calls out to her and waves with his left arm.