Just as despair can come to one only from other human beings,
Who: Kohane and Jing
When: Saturday Evening, after dinner
Where: By the lake and then Jing's apartment
What: Kohane forgets what she said to Jing and loses track of time.
Warnings: Cuteness, Will edit as needed
Bare feet were buried in the sand, olive green eyes stared out over the expanse of the lake. Knees were pulled up to her chest her pale blue dress pulled over her legs. Beside the young girl sat her LP, turned off so she wouldn't be disturbed. Her long dirty blond hair curled in the sand behind her.
"It's nice out." Kohane said to what looked to be herself.
In actuality there was a ghost beside her, the one who helped her on that first day she was here. All track of time was lost to her, and she hadn't even realized that it was passed the time she said she would be back at Jing's. One of her hands scooped up some of the sand and she watched as it slipped through her fingers back towards the ground.
Turning to look beside her, the girl shook her head. "That's not it. At least I don't think it is. It's hard to say though."
Once again, Kohane went back to being silent, her face the perfection of an unsmiling mask, one mastered back in her world.
When: Saturday Evening, after dinner
Where: By the lake and then Jing's apartment
What: Kohane forgets what she said to Jing and loses track of time.
Warnings: Cuteness, Will edit as needed
Bare feet were buried in the sand, olive green eyes stared out over the expanse of the lake. Knees were pulled up to her chest her pale blue dress pulled over her legs. Beside the young girl sat her LP, turned off so she wouldn't be disturbed. Her long dirty blond hair curled in the sand behind her.
"It's nice out." Kohane said to what looked to be herself.
In actuality there was a ghost beside her, the one who helped her on that first day she was here. All track of time was lost to her, and she hadn't even realized that it was passed the time she said she would be back at Jing's. One of her hands scooped up some of the sand and she watched as it slipped through her fingers back towards the ground.
Turning to look beside her, the girl shook her head. "That's not it. At least I don't think it is. It's hard to say though."
Once again, Kohane went back to being silent, her face the perfection of an unsmiling mask, one mastered back in her world.