Inside the small treehouse, Kobi and Tina hid under a big blanket.
"What time is it, Mr. Yorokobi?" asked Tina, yawning subtly.
"A few minutes have passed...," Kobi answered, feeling a tad bit sleepy too. "And it's Kobi, not Yorokobi. Get it right, dummy."
After some time of silence, Tina found herself asking.
"Mr. Yo — I mean, Mr. Kobi, you look a little bit older than I am," Tina looked at Kobi with curious eyes. "How old are you, Mr. Kobi?"
Kobi frowned. "Wait, just about how old are you, girl?"
Tina pouted. "Girl? I am a woman! I'm 14!"
"Uh-huh, 14, I bet." Kobi scoffed.
"W – Well, turning 14, I think? I – I can't remember....how old was I? Um...,"
Kobi, with just one look at her, sighs.
"Well, since you asked first, I'm about 17."
They got her. Thought Kobi.
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Can She Journey Through This Fragile World?
AdventureTina journeys through the far and wide post-apocalyptic world with a boy who named himself Kobi, searching for remnants of her past, her small things that remind her of home, searching for hope...in a lonely, hopeless world.
