Youth
Brown curls blew over and intermingled with blond locks. "Why do I have the feeling that deciding to go to the top of the Empire State Building in the middle of an October storm was not the best idea ever conceived?"
Kelsi had given up trying to tug her rebellious hair behind her ears, and fished one of her ever present newsboy hats out of her bag. Hat firmly held in place by her right hand's death grip on it, she turned to her companion with an enthusiastic smile. " Oh, come on, Ryan! It's the first weekend since we got to the city without dance rehearsals or compulsory symphony trips and with time to just be us."
Ryan took her unoccupied hand in his and gave her a warm smile. "I know it has been kind of crazy since we started, but do we have to see all the sights in New York in one day? We do have to be here for a while, you know."
Kelsi gave a despairing sigh. "But both our families are coming here for Thanksgiving, and I still haven't figured out a tour plan to ensu-," she managed before her boyfriend cut her rambling short with a kiss.
"Take it easy, and let's just enjoy today in all its stress-free glory."
Kelsi's lips curled up at the edges. "Okay, fine. I'll stop being obsessive for now. But," she held up a slim finger. "I still want to see how much we can make of this day. So, what do you think? Statue of Liberty after this, then Coney Island and finish off gawking at the lights of Times Square tonight?"
Ryan slumped against the railing. "Woman, have mercy on me. I no longer have the exuberance of youth."
"You're four and a half months older than me."
"And I'm feeling every minute of it."
"You can dance for five hours straight."
Realizing he had no answer to that, he shut his eyes in defeat. Kelsi just smiled, took his hand and tugged her only half-reluctant favorite dancer towards the elevator. "Come on, Grandpa. I'll buy you a corn dog."
And my thesis has been proved. Fic writing helped me get an A in my final exam too (that's my story, and I'm sticking with it!), so now I'm on a break before uni starts up again i Febuary. Oh, sweet, sweet freedom, how I do adore thee! As always, drop me a line and make me even more happy than I already am right now (FREEDOM! MUAHAHAHAHAAA). Ehrm. Sorry about than.