The Last Gift

And she held her breath as his lips curled into what looked like beginning to an the answer, her answer, an answer she had held on for far too long than she could afford to. 

“Maggie!” came to life as he spoke her name aloud. Every time. All he ever said.

And yet she was finally happy. She had an answer. She leaned forward to have her their last kiss, almost sucking the soul (if he still had one) out of his body. 

With a belief that he could still save both of them…

Verisimilitude (Is that a UFO.?)

Time: Dusk

Venue: Metro station (Take any!)

Participants: Stable Nerd and the Little Wench

Situation: Sitting on the bench small raise next to the railings

Nerd: You know this was the 6^th metro we just missed?

Wench: *without looking* Were you counting.?

Nerd: I don’t know.

5 minutes of silence later...

Nerd: So what have you been doing off late? What’s up?

Wench: *looking at another metro passing by* Don’t you think you’re a little too late to ask me that now.?

Nerd: I don’t know.

7 minutes later…

Wench: *intently looks at him* Nerd, tell me something interesting. Something nice!

Nerd: Urmm..okay. Do you know how touch screen phones work?

Wench: No, tell me.

Nerd: See, so it’s a simple underlying theory. It’s basically…

Wench: When exactly are you going to ask me out.?

Nerd: What?

Wench *smilingly* Do you want me to repeat the question.?

Nerd: No, no. Well, to that, I don’t know.

Wench: Okay.

3 minutes of silence later…

Nerd: Why would you even ask me such a question?

Wench: Well, it looks like it. You have that nervous-inquisitive look on your face when around.

Nerd: So you want me to ask you out?

Wench: Nope.

Nerd: Then why would you ask such a question?

Wench: Oh, I was curious.  

p.s: What is Little Wench's 2nd most favourite thing after hope? Dreams!