Heron Lake Plateau she's so paris when we kiss

He does not accept her in the way she expects, and her gaze falls away from his. "Yeah," she says quietly, unable to find anything else to say, "I guess you're right." Her feet have grown heavy where they stand, and she's unable to pull herself away from where she stands. Finally, the girl lets out a long breath and shakes her head. "You should... probably head back, then," she says. "Good luck," she adds, still unable to look up at him. This had gone poorly, but, at least it was the end.