"Have you heard what everyone has been saying about that extremist group?" The brown-haired girl asked Flora as they browsed through the open market. The amber sky seemed to set a perfect mood for eating fresh fruit.
"I don't care much for politics." Flora brushed away the topic. "Ever since my patents kicked me out, surviving on my own is the only thing I can focus on."
"That serious look doesn't look good on you, and I had no idea you went through something like that."
"I guess I'm not feeling like myself today. Everything just seems so... gray." The girls stopped in front of an Apple booth. Flora picked up a small Apple and stared at it. Lost in her thought, she continued pouring all of her attention into it. The brown haired girl apologized to the clerk and paid for the Apple Flora showed interest in.
"Ugh! Nothing in the world makes sense." Everyone in the crowed was startled by Flora's sudden outburst and the girls felt pressured to walk away from the market.
"Don't worry about it Flora, I know he will be back soon."
"You think this is about Jack? What makes you think it's about him? I would never waste the brain power to even think about that dunderhead. I mean who does he think he is walking off like that? Sure, we were in the middle of a fight, that I was winning of course, but he didn't have to do that. I expected him to do his usual smile and apology but he was totally out of line."
"You were totally thinking about him..." She said under her breath. "Well, didn't you tell me he said something before he walked out?" Flora stopped and looked at the Apple. Her chest tightened like the words were going to hurt again if she said them out loud, she shook her head. "You two are cute together, so there's no doubt in my mind that he will come back to you. Trust in him."
There was an extended silence as they approached a small pond. Their reflections blended with the warm colors that filled the sky.
"That idiot. How could he treat me like this and expect me to patiently wait for him to come back? Seriously, who does he think I am?" Flora angrily took a bite out of the Apple. "When he gets back I'm going to kick him so hard he'll need a wheelchair for a month."
