scream until your lungs get sore. ;

Nicki: I'll be over in fifteen.

Nicki: Promise.

Gen: Alright.

Gen: You have the key, I'll be in my room.

Gen:

Nicki: I miss you too.

Gen: Can you please come over, Nicki?

    He didn’t say anything in response. He knew better to, it was a topic that he didn’t exactly like to go into. Of course he noticed the way her small hands were trembling and her face took on an expression resembling worry. A hum sounded in his throat at the kiss pressed to his lips, his hands coming to rest on her thighs as she climbed into his lap. “We should pack then. — We can find a place to stay when we get thiere?” He asked, between the peppering of kisses he was receiving. “You alright, love? You’re shaking.” He pulled back from her, his hands trailing from her thighs to her small waist. 

Nicki: Yeah, of course I am.

Nicki: There's no need to be.

Gen:

Gen: Yes there is. I said so many things I didn't mean.

Nicki: Hey.

Gen: Uhm. Are you okay?

    Someplace warm. He’d definitely agree to that, he wasn’t to fond of winter. “Who’re we hiding from?” He questioned her, with a quirked brow. A smile slowly tugged at his lips, noting how excited she seemed to be about this. Well, excited for Gen. So, he was more than willing to go along with it. He followed behind her of course, leaning against the door frame, his arms crossed over his chest. “Find us anything?” He asked, pushing away to close the distance, sitting on the edge of the bed, his hand running down the length of her spine.

    He was highly considering coming back at her with an ‘I don’t think, I know’ comment, but decided against it. She was actually kinda pleasant, at least for her and things weren’t so bad.. Yet. He knew it wouldn’t be long before one of them said the wrong thing and the other was set off. “Where do you want to go to, love?” He was intrigued.