An Unexpected Encounter

This wasn't really the slightly whimsical detour in the plans I thought it would shape out to be. 

It was going above and beyond from that, instead, it was bogging this date down… dragging it across the goopy mud, grazing it past prickly thorny bushes, and forcing it through every whippy bendy branch…

We walked the rest of the way in silence. I don't think either of us even wanted to be here anymore, only forging on simply out, well… obligation, I suppose.

Once we do get there, then what? Take a seat in the dewy grass, past some smores, share some small stories over the Ria-fire? 

Irene was a pace ahead of me that was gradually turning into two. I followed her footsteps, dragging myself across the goopy mud, grazing myself past prickly thorny bushes, and forcing myself through every whippy bendy branch.