He was sad.
Most of the time he'll just glance through the window, glancing down at all the things he missed during his childhood.
He was lonely.
Not a single visitor, not a single person coming to visit him and ask if he was okay.
But that was norm...
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"The beautiful stars twinkle in the sky majestically in they home."
A L A Z N E
We end up at the beach, glancing up at the stars that twinkle brightly.
Silence fill between us, the only thing moving was the rise and falling of our chests.
The waves hit the shore and slowly fade away.
I get up from off the sand, walking over to the beach.
"Where are you going?" Roder ask as he sit up on the sand.
"In the water." I reply simply taking off my shirt.
He chuckle, "The water's going to be cold and plus you don't have your bikini."
"Your right," I nod, putting back on the black shirt.
The freezing water brush pass my foot, the coldness hitting me.
I'll be better to back out now, but I still wanted a swim.
"Alazne."
I turn around, glancing around for the voice such as Roder's but couldn't find him.
When my eyes suddenly landed on him, I was hit without hesitation with a sand ball.
I did the most, ugliest shock pose I could've as I flinch up.
He chuckle, going back on the floor and making another one.
I nod, "If that's how you want to play it." I reply, making as much sand balls I could and throw them at him but he dodge all.
I was so aggravated just by seeing that smug look he had on his face.
Making more sand balls, I wanted to wipe it off. I aim the sand ball at him, pretending to throw it at him to see which direction he would go in order to dodge it.
He flinch up as he went left quickly in order to dodge it.
A mischievous smile appear on my lips as he was easily distracted by the few drops of rain that now came down.
I throw the sand ball, he quickly dodging and before I knew it, I was knocked on the sand.
"Ouch." I said, glancing up at Roder who laid up top of me.
He didn't reply, he just watched me in absolute silence.
I tried to make conversation though, knowing the silence and the way Roder was looking at me wasn't a good thing.
His gaze flicker between my lips and my eyes, his brown eyes locking into mine for a split second before zooming down to my lips.
"Your so beautiful," He said, shutting me up from rambling.
He move a strand of my hair out my face as he tuck it behind my ear, bring his face towards me — his lips brush against mine teasingly.
"Can I kiss you?"
I nod, watching as his lips pastel pink lips touch mine, something I was craving in so long.
I wrap my hands around the back of his neck as I push him closer to me enjoying the moment while it last.
"Roder," I call his name as I separated my lips from his, both of us staring into each other's eyes.
"What are we?"
"Just some kissing buddies with history or," My gaze flicker around the sea before landing back on him, "People who can create better memories."
