old. crack. makes me smile. being reposted.
coherent sentences. overrated.
Sora cringed and she raised an eyebrow at him. "Whassamadder? Are you o—"
"No. I mean, yeah. I'm fine, I was just… Are you serious?"
"Yeah, see… There was this boy, Tidus, and we were, you kn—"
"I know a Tidus…"
"Shut up, I'm telling a story," she said, indignant. "So. We were running through this pl—"
"But you don't run, you're a fai—"
"Shut. Up."
He bit his lip and motioned for her to continue.
"So we were running, and then I, like, fell… or something, I guess. And he pulled me up and we kept r—"
Sora began to interject again, but stopped himself and covered it with a cough.
"..running, and then there was this big place, and these guys came with these guns and I heard them fire and then—"
"You woke up?"
"..Yeah."
"Well, that's kinda weird…"
"Tell me about it. I mean I don't even know if I died or—"
"I meant about Tidu—"
"Oh, right. What were you saying about that?" She was only feigning interest, Sora could tell. But he decided to continue anyway.
"Well, back home, I've got a friend named Tidus. He's a couple years younger than me an—"
"Where is your home anyway, Sora?"
"I live on this island—"
"Really? I love beaches…"
I give up, thought Sora. He supposed it would be better to leave the talking to her, seeing as he didn't particularly enjoy being interrupted every five seconds. "You do?"
"Yeah… I think I must have been raised on an island or something, 'cause I just love them." She had this look on her face like she was remembering the best days of her life.
"You think? Meaning you don't actually know?" Sora raised an eyebrow.
"Naw, I can't really remember," she said happily, snapping out of her dreamlike thoughts.
"Oh… that's too bad."
"It's not that big of a deal, really. Don't get worked up over it, right? I mean, don't worry about it or anything. Even though you are kind of cute when you're worried, apparently."
"..This coming from a three-foot-tall fairy?"
"Shut up!"
