marcus
I want it all give me everything that you got
Marcus blinked at her hand for a moment, then reached forward, trying to muster some semblance of confidence. "Marcus Olson," he said, voice a little too quick, and he immediately wished he could take it back. He cleared his throat, hoping it would sound less awkward than it felt. He didn't know Nina, but knew who she was and what she did. It felt awkward meeting someone like that for the first time.
He shifted his weight, brushing a layer of snow off his coat, and tried to focus on the task at hand rather than the small heat of embarrassment creeping up his neck. "Nice to meet you, Nina," he added a small smile. "thanks for coming to help. I am hoping it won't take too long." He gestured vaguely toward the sprawling, glittering tundra beyond the tree they stood beneath.
"My dad wrote me a list of things Safrin might like, or things that could represent her, and he said moonshrooms." he said, watching for any reaction. "Since at night, they glow." Marcus took a careful step away from the tree. "If you’re up for it, we can head out now. I’ve got a few spots in mind where they might be peeking out of the ice."
He shifted his weight, brushing a layer of snow off his coat, and tried to focus on the task at hand rather than the small heat of embarrassment creeping up his neck. "Nice to meet you, Nina," he added a small smile. "thanks for coming to help. I am hoping it won't take too long." He gestured vaguely toward the sprawling, glittering tundra beyond the tree they stood beneath.
"My dad wrote me a list of things Safrin might like, or things that could represent her, and he said moonshrooms." he said, watching for any reaction. "Since at night, they glow." Marcus took a careful step away from the tree. "If you’re up for it, we can head out now. I’ve got a few spots in mind where they might be peeking out of the ice."
The full transplant bleeding with a new heart
