One on One (Closed)

(I'm genuinely dying………)

(I'm just crying in a corner, literally…)

(I'm just sitting here, staring at a daffodil…literally)

…

(Whispers help me….)

(Today is my birthday and Mother's day!! tries desperately to be happy)

(My mom left me soooo. But happy birthday!!!!!!!!!!!!)

(I'm dead on the inside.)

(Me too………….Silently stares at flower and cries)

(It's kind of weird when you cry while staring at a flower.)
Saki removed every other book from the row, putting them back before doing it again.

(I have a legitimate reason to so shush.)
Jenson took a book she had already gotten rid of and began to read it.

She kept sorting til' she had two books left. "Jenson, you want to see what I do when I have two books left?"

"Sure," he said nodding. He walked over and stood next to her.

(Brb, my sister is begging me to jump on our trampoline rn…)
She stuck her hand into the back of a bookshelf, flipping a switch causing everything to go pitch black, the books glowing in the dark.

(& Back!!!)
"Pick a book out of the 2,"

He points to the book on the left, "that one," he says.

Walking over, she handed the book to him. "Let's begin," She said throwing her book up in the air.

"Is this some kind of demonic ritual?" he asks.

"Nope," She watched the book break apart. "We go inside the world of the book for a day, which is really an hour here, and then whichever one we found the most interesting we read, or, I do really, But you're here with me so…" A door appeared in the dark.

"What did I get myself into…." he shakes his head.

"Ha, it will be fun come on," She dragged him over, opening the door. "First stop, a masquerade ball, hope you know how to dance," She stepped inside.

"If I get to dance with you I could learn quick enough," he said with a wink.

"Also I'll be speaking fan," She whispered, fanning downwards slowly. Standing in the middle of the room, she waited for Jenson.

"Wait. what?" he ran to her.

"Language of the fan," She held her hand out, "Let's hope you don't mess up the waltz,"

"I think I can manage," he says nonchalantly.

Violins and Cello's start to play, positioning herself opposite from Jenson, she curtsied.

Jenson bends over, bowing.

She started to circle round like the rest of the dancer's. Closing her fan, she tucked it away, taking his hand, smiling.

Jenson begins to dance with her exactly when the others do. Taking each step gracefully.