Will we ever say the words we’re feeling
Reach down underneath and tear down all the walls
Will we ever have our happy ending?
Or will we forever only be pretending?
Will we always, always, always be pretending
She had just finished a long hot shower brown hair almost black as it clung to her back. She leaned over to grab clothes from her drawer the towel that was wrapped around her falling to the floor as she stood exposing herself to Fire without knowing. She shrugged it off for the moment seeing as she lived alone and on the second floor it didn’t matter much that was until she heard the tapping on the window. A high pitched shriek filled the room as she held her nightgown to cover herself face paling then turning a very angry shade of red. "F-FIRE! GET DOWN!" She hissed before running out of the room to get dressed in a pair of sweats and a baggy t-shirt. She threw on one of her favorite sweatshirts before going back to her bedroom to see if Fire was still there.
In all honesty he didn't mean to see her nude. He only meant to pop in as a surprise and ask her to go to the cafe with him. However the moment he realized she was completely exposed his face lit up. He let go of the branch half out of shock and half out of the fact Leaf told him to, landing on his back with a loud "THUNK"
"Owww..." He groaned, rubbing his head in pain, the image forever burned into his retinas. "Fuck..." Slowly he, looked back up at the window to see a very perturbed Leaf staring down at him. "Ah swear it wasn' what it looked like." He mumbled out, at least he didn't crack his skull open on the landing. "Ah was jus' tryin' ta be cute, honest. Ah wan'ed ta know if ya wan'ed ta go to the cafe." He was still going to ask her out to eat, even after the sever pain he was going through.
