🧥 [In regards to your Susie post last night; THIS IDEA’S BETTER OKAY—]
Somehow, you didn’t hear her coming, so distracted with your own brooding thoughts and the dry grass between your fingers. All you feel is the sudden warmth of a coat being draped over your shoulders. You let out a shudder, unaware of how cold you’d gotten in the first place.
A glance upward reveals the perpetrator to be the very source of your turmoil, and there’s no way the surprise isn’t readable on your face, eyes peeking through messy bangs.
Half a dozen small, nagging questions vie for your attention - “Why is she here?” and “How did she find me?” prominent among them. In the end, you settle for signing a quick and simple, “Hey.”
There’s no denying the creeping warmth in your chest, though. You smile, just a little.