Flown Time… II 42B

As students flooded out of a lecture hall, Sawyer kept his eyes on all of them, searching for that one person he couldn’t wait to see. And there she was, his eyes shone with excitement and eagerness; in the midst of all the students talking to each other, she was among them, her head bent over her phone, her deep brown hair bouncing as she walked. Good, so he wouldn’t have to feel bad for doing anything. He stepped into the sea of people, took hold of her hand and pulled her out from their midst. Except, she was pulling away and was hitting his hand with her phone. “It’s me ouch!” He said and winced, but didn’t let go despite the pain.

“Oh.” Her fear turned to delight on seeing him and to further express it, she jumped on him with a big smile he couldn’t see and a hug he took advantage of to spin her around and then drop her seconds later.