Whitefish River [m] lava lamp

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His heart ached with the thought of Katyenka and yet he knew she was nowhere around. Not to catch him, not to scold him, nor to even offer him company. Company. He craved it after a lonesome stunt all by himself. But could Grezig be convinced to soothe his aching soul for a moment in time?

He was a gentleman though. He did no elaborate displays or even used a fancy string of words to woo her. Aleks had (for now) no interest in a proper courtship with someone. I'm in need of company. He spoke in a hoarse, slightly hushed tone. His heart ached more and somewhere in the back of his mind he knew he was going about things wrong. She was not Katyenka nor could she replace the void.

Let me have your company for the evening? There was no demand to his words. If she thought him rude and wished to leave, he would not stop her.