"why are you doing this?" He asked, half annoyed and half in awe. the sun was setting slowly, I guess we were far enough from the city because a few stars poked from the sky. "doing what?" She asked, still absentmindedly looking to the sky, as if searching for something. "well, it's just this whole nice thing! how can you have so much care for things? and people that are terrible to you?"She shrugged and leaned back into the dinghy old car seat, that dreamlike expression still on her face. "well, if everyone in the whole world did one small thing, I'd think it could be enough to make a big change." she said with a. wistful smile. He didn't think he would ever understand this girls mind. but, he still said, "yeah" he said said with a slow nod. he turned back to her. "I think it could." ^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^ sorry for such a bad description, in terrible at these things