TheClosetKidnapper

Will I look at her, confused, "I won't. Not ever, Isa."

Chance I keep my smile as well and hesitate before playfully nipping her neck, feeling that comfortable with her already.

Chance I smile back and squeeze her hand back the same way.

Another thing: I don't necessarily know how to involve my character in Zombie Apocalypse anymore. I tried earlier in the week and my post was kind of ignored. Everyone seems ...

Alright.

Chance "Let's just stay here the rest of the day," I say. "Can we do that?"

Chance I rest my forehead against hers again and allow my eyes to close, dwelling on the fuzzy-fluttering in my chest.

Chance I smile back at her and set a hand on the side of her face again. Looking at her, I can see why I loved her in the first ...

Chance I look at her and shake my head, flashing an assuring smile, "Nothing. Just stupid thoughts I shouldn't be troubling myself, or anyone else for that matter, with."

When CreativeIntentions gets their profile up, unless Sourdude agrees to starting without it.

Chance I smile back and nod. Would I remember everything? What if I don't? I don't want to hurt her... or miss out on something I already miss.

Chance "And how long were... I mean, have we been together?" I ask.

Chance I keep my smile almost nostalgically, and keep my eyes closed as well, "How long ago was that?"

Chance I nod, still smiling, keeping the images of it in my mind, "Tell me about it, please. What I'm missing from it, I mean."

Will I keep my smile and move a hand to the side of her face.