#41 - Sushi

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A good plate of sushi after an opening helps to soothe that post-opening blues - especially since you feel like raw meat yourself.

-  Jim Drain


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"Yeah, this place isn't bad at all."

"What did I say?" Tyler said.

God, why does he always have to win? Why does he always prove me wrong? I thought as I blushed.

Again, he grabbed my hand and all me to the edge of the biulding to watch the sunset.

"You said that we want to watch more sunsets, right?" he asked.

I died a little bit on the inside.

He remembers . . . he thought about it . . . 

Isn't he the best? Thoughtful? Sweet? Caring?

I blushed, "You still remember?"

He turned around, scratching his head, "I guess."

I hugged him from behind. The heat from his body was warm and it was coming through my dress and onto my skin. My heart beated a little faster and my stomach twisted having him in my amr. It felt nice having him in my arm. 

"Thanks." I said, pulling away.

He cleared his throat, "Your welcome."

I couldn't tell what he was thinking or feeling, his face was so straight with no reable emotions.

"Come." he said, shaking me out of my thoughts.

He sat on the edge of the building. My mouth opened but I couldn't speak.

"I wouldn't fall, trust me. I've been it plenty of time." he said, smirking. With the sun right behind, his beauty was inhuman, my stomach twisted again.

I walked up to him and he helped me sat down.

"What if I fall?" I asked.

"I'll fall with you."

I stared at him for a few moment. I don't know if he was telling the truth or not. He was like a mask. You are never certain what was really underneath his mask.

"Are you serious?" I asked him, staring at his eyes. His eyes draws me in. They are now electric blue with a hint of gold.

"I am serious." he said. I could feel his breath against my skin and I shivered a little.

I looked away, staring at his eyes for a long time, makes me feel expose, like he could see every single flaw in my life, like he could see my memories like he could see right through me.

"Just don't look down and could you close your eyes for a second?" he asked.

I nodded and closed my eyes. I held onto his arm, but I didn't feel safe without it.

"Just hold a second . . . almost." Tyler whsipered. I smiled.

"Ok, open your eyes." Tyler said.

I opened my eyes and tried to hold back another gasp. It was beautiful, the sky had a light shade of every color in a rainbow. And the tall, glass building in front of us make the sunset in front of me more dramatic.

"This is beautiful, how did you know the exact time?" I asked, not looking at Tyler. I couldn't even tear my eyes away from the sunset.

He chuckled, "I came here way too often."

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