Nyx's Conversations with the dead: Heath
Nyx and Heath were in a lush grove filled with rainbow trees. Nyx was sitting on a large rock meditating, and Heath was throwing a bouncy ball repeatedly.
"Would you stop throwing that ball" Nyx told Heath.
"I'm bored" Heath complained.
"Then do something" Nyx replied.
"What can I do?" Heath wined.
"Anything you want, your dead."
"Can I come back to life?" He asked jumping in the air.
"No!" Nyx said Sternly.
"Oh, please" He said looking at her with one of those insanely cute puppy dog looks.
"Come on your in my garden that's a privilege for a human, now would you be quiet and let me meditate." She closed her eyes and began meditating, apparently those puppy dog looks don't work on goddess's.
"I wish Zoey was still here" Heath muttered.
"If she was still here she'd have lost her way by now." Nyx stated.
"Why do you have to crush my hope." He wined.
"You are so whiny." Nyx said rolling her eyes.
"You're mean" Heath whined loudly.
"I still don't get what Zoey sees in you" Nyx got up from the rock she'd been meditating on, and glared at heath.
"I'm gonna tell her you said that" He whined pointing at the goddess.
"Come on everyone knows it, your like a lost clingy puppy that only Zoey wants." She said with a super annoyed goddess voice.
"Why do you have to be so mean" Heath got up and ran deeper into the grove, crying like a little girl.
If you haven't already guessed I don't really like Heath. So favorite this, check out some of my other story's and a new conversation with another dead person will be up soon. R&R.