NATE
Yeah, I know wrong, I know right
But I just love to pick a fight
There is nothing but silence stretching out between them, as Nate stands on the rocks, flinching back from every rock and writing, terribly patiently he feels, for the girl turned shark to come to him. She’s slow coming, a fact that has the ascended gritting his teeth, though he has no idea what the intricacies of trying to swim in the night sky are.
Sooner than he thinks though, his patience starts to wane, as silence persists and she still isn’t anywhere close. ”I can’t do anything with you all the way over there!” He calls, standing to step out of the spray of a larger wave, before returning to his perch.
Sooner than he thinks though, his patience starts to wane, as silence persists and she still isn’t anywhere close. ”I can’t do anything with you all the way over there!” He calls, standing to step out of the spray of a larger wave, before returning to his perch.
I can sleep with one eye open
If there's any sleep at night
