Liz felt her phone vibrate in her pocket and she reached for it, jerking it from her pocket and looking at it. She sighed and sat down on a bench and tapped the screen, typing what she wanted using her dainty fingers. Is something up with you? I don't mean it in a bad way of course.. but you don't act like a normal guy. You don't have a crush on me, but why kiss me? I don't understand. She typed silently, releasing a breath of stress before sliding the phone back into her pocket after the message sent. She sat there as the rain started coming down.





