☆彡 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗺𝗮𝘇𝗲 𝗿𝘂𝗻𝗻𝗲𝗿
❛ 'cause someone is out there, and they're sending out flares. ❜
FLARE | NOUN OR ADJECTIVE
a sudden brief burst of bright
flame or light, a sudden burst
of intense...
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ "Not bad for a greenie, huh?"
Greenie was right.
It wasn't bad for a greenie, at all. He was doing better than they had expected him to. Most greenies lasted three seconds, and this kid looked like a stick compared to their Gally. The scene was like David and Goliath — somehow, using his smarts, greenie was the one prevailing. He was defying the odds, against him.
She didn't get to watch the whole fight.
Kennedy felt a tap on her shoulder and turned to face who that tapper was, finding Alby stood behind her. He had a knowing grin on his lips, and she wondered how much moonshine he'd digested.
"Ya ready, she-bean?"
For a moment, she was confused, too swept up in the fight for it to make sense. But then a chill ran through her body, from the top of her head and right down to her toes, and then back again in the opposite direction. She grinned, widely. Kennedy nodded in sheer delight, and bit down on her bottom lip. Now that she knew what it was he was talking about, she forgot about the fight completely. He watched her excitement build physically, heart going soft. Alby did have a soft spot for Kennedy — most of them did, really. How was it possible, to not?
