Galfie, tale of two burning hearts

3/10/16

The wind was violently throwing Georgina's thin black hair across her face as she began to slowly pick at the ebony and scarlet nail polish on her fingers. She did this a lot to take her mind off of things,the things that would break her down without these simple pleasures.

All of a sudden, a cold breeze hit her in the side, chilling her bare arms. She reached for her bag, pulled out a panic at the disco jumper and began to pull it over her head, as the woollen collar was pulled over her eyes, she became aware that someone had sat beside her, This person was approximately her age, a short, skinny lad with short blonde hair and warm azure eyes, he stared at her for a moment, before facing forwards towards the road.

"Can I help you?" Georgina begrudgingly asked the young lad, Hoping he'd leave

"I like panic too, they are magnificent!"

"I guess yeah"

Eventually, the smalltalk had evolved into a full grown repartee of if Fall Out Boy was better than MCR.

"How about we go for a walk?" He asked "Food's on me."

"Sure, try not to kill me"

"I'm not making any promises he replied, followed by a pleasant giggle.