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↳〝 𝚝𝚛𝚒𝚙𝚙𝚒𝚗' 〞༉‧₊˚✧
─. ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ─
GIDDY. GIDDY IS one word Indigo would never describe herself. She had never felt the way 'giddy' was described. She didn't like the way it was described, because she hated feelings like 'giddy'.
She had felt so many new emotions on Earth- her Earth. But she hated the ones that made her feel odd. She had felt it once before, the second night they were on Earth.
When Bellamy was shirtless on the dropship- her face felt hot and fuzzy, her limbs felt weak and melty, she stammered. It felt weird- the way her stomach twisted, and she couldn't hide it.
'Ew' was all she could think when she felt the emotion.
Giddy would be a great way to describe Indigo at this moment- smiling, laughing at every word Bellamy said. 'Ew' her head screamed at her- she felt yucky.
Ever since he smiled at her- she couldn't get the image out of her mind. She constantly smiled at him, as if she was under some sort of spell.
The odd emotion rose in her stomach once again, twisting it. Her face felt warm and fuzzy, and her limbs felt weak at the sight of him.
'Ew.'
Bellamy then set a blanket up to the ceiling- hanging it down like a flag, "This changes everything." Bellamy walked towards Indigo, who smiled at him widely.
'Ew.'
"No more running from spears." he said, taking a bag of nuts from his jacket pocket, "Ready to be a badass, Indigo?" he asked, a smile on his face as he popped an acorn-shaped nut in his mouth.
Indigo slightly let out a laugh at his words- heat rising to her cheeks, her eyes darting away from him for a moment, before averting back to him, a large gun in her arms.
'Ew.'
"I don't know if I'll even be good at it." Indigo sighed, looking at the blanket that hung from the ceiling, a large 'x' messily plastered on it, then down to the gun in her arms.
"You just need practice." he gave her a small pat on the arm, "We're lucky the rifles were packed in grease. The fact that they survived means we're not sitting ducks anymore. You'll learn how to do it." Bellamy assured the girl, who chewed on her rations.
