martha_wells – blackandwhiteandcolours

I needed more intel.

I’d had all the emotions I could handle right now.

I wasn’t sulking or hiding.

It’s a good thing I don’t have to eat.

I had to go meet some old friends.

Hard work really did make you improve; who knew?

Possibly I was overthinking this.

Was it about me? Maybe, probably?

Whatever it was, I’d never know.

It shouldn’t have been weird, but it was weird.

We assume it’s deserted, but there’s no way to make sure.

The silence was still weirdly unnerving.

It wasn’t crowded but there was a steady flow of foot traffic.

Just making sure everything’s okay.

We shouldn’t talk here, maybe. Is there someplace else we could go?

I knew I had been lucky up to this point.

I don’t understand why this is a difficult choice.

I’d never really had long periods of unobserved free time before.

There were a lot of things I was going to have to get over.

I merged with the crowd and started down the mall again.

I don’t understand what’s happening.

At least I wasn’t the only one who didn’t know what I was doing.

I remember every word ever said to me.

There’s another question I’d like the answer to.

So we had to go somewhere new.

Everyone stood there, quiet.

The silence was longer this time.

I find that difficult to believe.

I didn’t like where this might go.

Nothing’s bothered us here so far.

I knew how this was going to turn out.

No, there’s nothing you can do about it.