WeepingWisteria

“Yes. We have newspapers and shit.” One of the scientists glared at her. “Don’t you dare move.”

Nahi froze and slowly nodded. “Okay. Maybe a little. But we still have to think about-“

“I… I don’t want to kiss me…”

Nahi squealed. “You… you want… kiss me?”

Cyra snorted. “It’s not the fucking Garden of Eden. We have plows.”

Nahi froze. “I… A crush is a bad idea. I’m not… I just… I’m not worth that.”

“Well, you couldn’t have meant it. I’m just… me.”

Nahi blinked. “You… you’re don’t… mean that…”

Nahi rolled their eyes. “Oh? So I’m just what? Someone special?”

Nahi pouted. “You know, you’re very flirty for someone who doesn’t mean it.”

Nahi blinked. “I… Oh. Oh my…”

Nahi squeaked. “You are going to kill me if you keep calling me that.”

Nahi giggled again.

They nodded.

Nahi giggled, rubbing the spot slightly.