“don’t walk away.”
three word starters
Despite her best intentions to leave, her feet are suddenly stick to the ground as if his voice alone had allowed her to just stop any train of thought that made her leave. She wanted to win this, to let him with words on his mouth and just be gone, but she couldn't bring herself to do it. "Why not? We had been playing this--whatever thing we do since we met." It was true, and somehow, she had reached the limit of said actions, she turns around to face him, green orbs staring as if she was expecting him to do something, anything.
"I'm just---done not knowing what we are. What you said months ago, at the bar. Did you meant it?"














