Lindsey Fillin I could feel myself coming closer and closer to my pack mate.
He must have stopped? Once he was in visibility range, I saw him smile and wave. I blushed a little bit but then returned the gesture. My heart started to flutter, and I started to get uncomfortable. This wasn't new, it has happened before. I've dated at least eleven boyfriends before, and I always had felt like this with them… but this time, it was more intensified. However, I ignored it.
"Hi, Randolph," I said, the first syllable a little hoarse, but I managed to make my voice stronger. "How are you this evening?"
My hands were behind my back, like always. People say it shows superiority, confidence, and power… I say it's just a relaxing stance. As he started to respond, I looked at the background behind him. It might've been rude, but… the streets seemed familiar. Like, I've seen it before, but I've never actually
seen it before. I can't remember the word, but I was in awe and I was just a tad bit afraid.