I could feel the mud from the last two days stick to my feet as I ran down the street.
I caked onto my light blue Kimono.
But I was closer to him. He was walking so slowly. Almost as if he was relaxed in his place in the world, which was the opposite of how I was. His slow pace versus my fast-uncharted pace that only knows the direction it's been told to go and goes haywire when not told. His relaxed pace that is always in control.
It made it hard to breathe.
Five feet away.
Two feet away.
I had finally grabbed him sleeve.
He turned around in surprise, his green eyes wide.
"Oh, hey It's you from yesterday. You look different without all the makeup. Did you need something?" He asked concerned. It's not every day a random girl chases you down.
His voice though felt so wonderful to hear after the last few days. After having mother and father throwing gowns and other official documents in my faces among explaining how to be a nobleman's wife, his voice sent a layer of fog over my stressed-out mind.
I first had to catch my breath before I spoke.
"Just..Want..to talk." I panted out.
He looked at me, which I'm sure must have been a sight with my hands on my knees, before agreeing.
"Sure, Ramen sound good?"
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-Solomon