Greatwater Lake every time i see you, it lets me know just how strong

she is not a sore loser, and he is no sore winner. mmhm.  he collects his meal and recedes from her company if only to give them both space to eat. for a moment he thinks about offering her his fish, but he knows that he needs it more.

rubbery flesh is soon cracked to find meat both succulent and tender. not a lot.  he tears off another mouthful and finishes it before he elaborates. i left, as ying might have already assumed. i can't explain why. don't ask me to. i don't think i made a mistake, but i do think that i wasn't quite prepared.

he pauses.  what about you?