if these wings could fly for the rest of our lives
I couldn't deny I found it utterly baffling that people would choose to live on a boat. I mean, wouldn't that get nauseating sometimes? The whole up and down and up and down and uppp and downnn. It was rough and I'd only been on here for like...half an hour. Maybe you get used to it after a while? Maybe it just kinda rocked you to sleep or something? I should ask. "That must be interesting...do you like sleeping here?" I inquired, my head tilting to the side. I still couldn't fathom it. Then again, I'd never actually been on a boat before. This was my first time and we still weren't even out at sea. Man, I do wish we were on a smaller boat, where we could go out into that big great nothingness with the wind in our hair and any course we chose to take at our fingertips! It would have been amazing! Oh well, back to land though right? She giggles at my enthusiasm but she seems more friendly now that we stopped talking about her boyfriend. I can't help but to grin back at her, my head bobbing ever so slightly as she mentioned that I was a refreshing bit of air compared to the people she must have usually talked. "I imagine that must get exhausting after a while." I uttered with a grin, I mean, I would find it hard to listen to all the time too. I couldn't imagine the kind of friends she must have.


Still, I was content to tell her about my own meager experiences within this city that I was still very much getting used to. Thankfully, she seemed to understand what I was going through, at least, in some regards. Her words caught me off guard though, "Wearing a mask?" I inquired, my lips twisting to a small frown and yet, she seemed to be a bit lost in her thoughts too. I wasn't quite sure what she meant with this whole mask thing. My mom always taught me to be sincere, even if it wasn't what the other person wanted to hear. You always had to be honest because it was the right thing to do! I mean, I was sure the man down stairs was kinda honest with me. I just didn't quite understand what he wanted, or maybe I was too wrapped up with my own want for friends that I wasn't paying attention to his wants. Oops. Oh well, my thoughts turned from the man downstairs as the woman at my side asked about my friends. Friends! They were a great topic! I loved my friends, even if I didn't know them very well.


Okay, truthfully, I was kind of hoping Alexis would be my third friend all along but she was the first person to really offer it. I mean, I don't know if Arlo really knew he was my friend and I kinda did yell at Calliel to be my friend...sorta. Still! This was perhaps more exciting then all the others! I couldn't help but to gasp, my hands clasping together nearly immediately. "REALLY?!" I questioned, my voice certainly had gotten louder with my enthusiasm! "I'd LOVE to be your fourth friend and you can be my third! Ahh! This is so exciting!" Okay, I might have squealed a little but really, this was utterly awesome. I was distracted ever so slightly as we finally got towards the door and tentatively I stepped through only to find myself on the dock much further down from the entrance I had entered at. She directed me towards the South again with a nudge of her head and for a moment I can't help but to frown as I tried to remember how we got here in the first place. Still, I glanced up with some relief as she offered to accompany. "Yeah! Okay! That'd be awesome!" I responded, skipping ever so slightly to the side so she could join me on the dock. This was going to be fun!