by ~Phantasos~ » Mon Dec 30, 2013 7:04 pm
Chance dusted herself off then looked at him. "What? Waiting for an apology?" she asked and raised an eyebrow. "If you are,I'm afraid you'll be waiting here forever. I don't apologize. But...I admit that it was me that ran into you instead of you running into me." unconsciously she lifted a hand and twirled a strand of hair in her fingers. A gust of wind blew a piece of paper out of her clutches and twirled away. "No!" she cried in frustration and a bit of panic as she watched it stick to the windshield of a car that sped by quickly. Her face fell and her shoulders slumped.
"I do. I'm a soldier,but currently on leave to stay with my sister. She's only 17." Soldier explained with a smile. Talking about his sister made his eyes shine brighter and his posture was much more relaxed. His smiled widened into a grin. "and you? What's your 'occupation'?"
"And dreams in their development have breath,and tears,and tortures,and the touch of joy; they leave a weight upon our waking thoughts,they take a weight from off our waking toils,they do divide our being."