This isn't so poetic-storyish, but it does n't leave you at a gaping cliffhanger. ^_~
:: val :: (poromon11@msn.com)
Chapter 2
'The people are definitely more outgoing here,' Sora thought to hereself the next morning as she walked down the streets searching for the nearest place to get groceries. After a late brunch and one and a half gallons of coffee, she managed to regain enough leg power to support her own body weight. Sora walked down the street, paying close attention to how many blocks she had cleared so far.
"Ten blocks and still no sign of even a train station? At this rate, I'll have to bike for at least fifteen minutes to get groceries."she said softly to herself. She was coming close to an intersection, and peered over the heads to see what street it was. Sora felt something pushing close to her. Next thing she knew, there was a blonde haired man with a baseball cap sitting on top of her.
"Oh. Sorry," he said, offering Sora a hand to help her up. "That was totally my fault," he said in an embarassed tone.
"It's okay." Sora said in response. "I'm Sora," she said, holding out her hand.
"Matt." he said shaking her outstreched hand. "Nice to meet you." There was a brief pause. "I was kinda in a hurry, so I guess I should be going."
"Oh. Okay. Nice to meet you too." was Sora's only response.
So without another word, the man turned and started in his direction. "By the way," Sora called. "Do you know where the closest grocery store is?"
:: val :: (poromon11@msn.com)
Chapter 2
'The people are definitely more outgoing here,' Sora thought to hereself the next morning as she walked down the streets searching for the nearest place to get groceries. After a late brunch and one and a half gallons of coffee, she managed to regain enough leg power to support her own body weight. Sora walked down the street, paying close attention to how many blocks she had cleared so far.
"Ten blocks and still no sign of even a train station? At this rate, I'll have to bike for at least fifteen minutes to get groceries."she said softly to herself. She was coming close to an intersection, and peered over the heads to see what street it was. Sora felt something pushing close to her. Next thing she knew, there was a blonde haired man with a baseball cap sitting on top of her.
"Oh. Sorry," he said, offering Sora a hand to help her up. "That was totally my fault," he said in an embarassed tone.
"It's okay." Sora said in response. "I'm Sora," she said, holding out her hand.
"Matt." he said shaking her outstreched hand. "Nice to meet you." There was a brief pause. "I was kinda in a hurry, so I guess I should be going."
"Oh. Okay. Nice to meet you too." was Sora's only response.
So without another word, the man turned and started in his direction. "By the way," Sora called. "Do you know where the closest grocery store is?"
