Greatwater Lake Not the Man I Once Was

As the sun illuminated her snowy white face, it becomes a vibrant pink-orange color. Accompanied with her beautiful orange eyes one could say he’s politely distracted. Yet as soon as he looses himself in her, he’s brought right back by the sinfully distrustful look she gives back to him. His brows raise only for a moment and his eyes search her face but already knows what he’s looking for. She’s absolutely pissed and she has a right to be. 

Then her defeated reply hits his auds and he’s looking to her like she just grew three new legs. “What?” He says back. “I understand you get the impression that I don’t care, but I do. You haven’t wronged me in any way, so there’s no reason for me not to wonder about your wellness.” Then he sighs. “I also get that you could rip my face off right about now. Talk to me. Ask me whatever you want.”