Stormy P.O.V-
My eyes locked with his waiting for a response yet nothing seems to fall from his stuttering mouth. He quickly looks down at the ground; scratching the back of his neck before resuming eye contact. "I saw you walk this way and not go to music; I never got to see you at lunch because of Buffy I had to check that you were okay. So I went to music, to see if you went and you didn't so I came searching for you" He replies. Regaining eye contact once more... I guess it's my turn to explain myself?
"I, just wanted some fresh air. And I thought it would be nice some where new." I state... For the tense situation both of our reasons seeming overly calm. Michael's eyes locking with mine as he lets out a deep breathe. "The woods aren't like the ones from England Stormy" He takes a delayed pause, clearly trying to find build a sentence mid flow. "There are bad things that live in the wood. It's not the common grass snake, you can find pythons on here... And deadly bats." He says he tone, shaky almost as if he's having bad sub-conscious thoughts while speaking.
"I didn't know, I just needed to clear my head Michael" I state, trying to calm his agitated nerves, instead of replying he stands half dazed watching me... "Hug?" I question abruptly causing him to blink. Almost as if he had suddenly woken. He body moving the few feet and locking with mine; my arms anchoring around his neck and his knot around my waist. Our heads buried in one another necks and his fluffy hair tickling my neck causing a smile to arise on my lips. He sweet, soft smell calming and soothing me down from my stresses of the day. My warm body connected silently and calmly to his cold one.
