{
clearing his throat softly,
trying to find a proper way
to word his offer,
but there wasn’t really a
proper way to say it at all
}
”I want you to come with me—-
& before you run off,
at least consider it.”
[ her eyes widened from his overture and she almost choked on her own spit. the thought of running away with him was just b i z a r r e. why ever would she do such a thing? what was his motive to consider her? ]
❝ What? Why?❞