A Safe Harbour, Siren Free
Captain Scarlett pushed her cap back to appraise the lass loitering awkwardly by the gangplank. “Can I help ya?”
Captain Scarlett pushed her cap back to appraise the lass loitering awkwardly by the gangplank. “Can I help ya?”
“Remember our first kiss?” “Of course. On the swings, waiting after school play. Your lips tasted like strawberry ice cream.” “No, not that one…”
“Oh wow.” Cedric breathed, his fingers tight against mine, his eyes locked on the stage. “I can’t believe this is actually happening.”
“This one’s an O-Zomb-G cosplay.” Zack slapped down a stack of photos with the kind of serious, focused air some people saved for job interviews.
“You’d really want to date someone who never wears the same face twice?”