The air was cold as Nina left her glamorous house. She had a bomber jacket on, a black shirt underneath and some dark skinny jeans. She wore black sneakers and her hair was pulled to the side in a messy braid.
The sky was dark; no stars nor the moon were showing. The huge clouds covered up the sky.
Will he be there? She thought nervously as she quickly walked down the desolate streets.
The Riverdale bridge was just minutes away from her house, it was in her neighborhood by the park. Her fast steps turned into a sprint as she saw the bridge from afar.
The wind brushed her skin and blew her hair back, messing it up even more. Her breathing was rapid and her heartbeat quickened.
She was going to see him.
Her eyes landed on a tall figure, leaning against the pole, looking down on the river.
As soon as she saw him, her steps got slower and she studied his features carefully. Nina didn't realize she was already three steps away from him until he called out to her.
"Nina?" He mumbled, giving her a soft look, drawn into her beauty all of a sudden.
Her eyes snapped towards his, seeing the sparkle in them and sensing his warmth. A lump formed in her throat and she didn't breathe for what seemed hours.
"Tyrone..."
"Hey..." he smiled.
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Wrong Line
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