Tris & Four; The first year
Wind – Words: 106
The wind blew so icy cold he was sure his fingers might fall off. It was a good distraction as he followed her movements, her steps, one by one up the ferries wheel. This morning when the winter sun was shining and almost warm, this had sounded like a romantic idea, but now as the wind whirled around them, he was having second thoughts. Tris suddenly stopped and lent backwards to look at him below, "You okay?"
He looked up at her and smirked "The view from back here is excellent"
Tris snorted, "Perve". She continued to climb. He had suddenly found a much better distraction.
