❝WHEN MY SKIN GROWS OLD, WHEN MY BREATH RUNS COLD, I'LL BE THINKING ABOUT YOU. ABOUT YOU.❞
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CHRISTINA sang softly as she cleaned up around her house; picking up stray clothes, returning dishes to her kitchen, and even vacuuming the carpets. After tidying a bit, she brewed herself a pot of coffee and collapsed onto the couch, switching on the television. It took her a bit, but she found something to watch.
She sighed through her nose, bringing up the mug to take a sip of her beverage, when the sudden crash of something loud made her flinch, spilling some onto her shirt. Chris cursed under her breath, carefully placing the mug onto the table beside her before standing and investigating.
Moving her way to the kitchen, she peaked out the window to the backyard. It was a pretty bare yard; except for Luis' van that had the Quantum Tunnel that she couldn't figure out how to turn on without doing something worse to Scott.
Oh how she missed Scott...
She sighed again, turning away when another crash sounded, making her head snap up to the van. Christina blinked, not believing her eyes. Did the van just...shake?
To confirm her beliefs, the van wobbled once more before a figure shot out the end of it, dressed in black and red. With wide eyes, she slowly moved to the backdoor of the house, that led onto the yard. Keeping her body close to the house, she stared in disbelief.
Christina couldn't help but stare in silence as the figure flicked off their helmet; revealing Scott. Her mouth went dry. A frown tugged at his lips as he slowly sat up, looking around in confusion. When he looked over his shoulder, he suddenly looked eyes with Christina's. Scott's face washed over; going from confused, to shock, to relief.
"Christina!" he cried, a sudden grin on his face. When her face changed sudden, he frowned.
She stood with her mouth slightly gaped, she smacked her lips, tasting something salty. As her head started spinning, he vision became a bit fuzzy. Scott sprang to his feet, rushing to her just as Christina fainted and luckily collapsed into his arms.
SHE woke up with a flinch, eyes snapping open. Blinking a few times, she inhaled sharply. Did I faint? Licking her chapped lips, she slowly opened her eyes to Scott staring down with bulging eyes. Chris flinched again. "Oh—Jesus."
