Caleb: trudging through snow Why the hell did you drag us to Iceland? Can we talk about us, damn it?
I want to see the beautiful landscapes. I say as I look at the breathtaking view in front of me.
he stops walking and crosses his arms, looking annoyed Yeah, the views are pretty, but do you really think we can just avoid talking about our situation forever? We have to address it at some point.
I stop walking. Then why do you follow me then if you don’t want to talk about us?
stops walking as well, sighs
Damnit... I just don't know what to say. I feel like I'm gonna screw everything up. It's easier not to talk about it.
I’m luminousoasis, a 19 year old girl with long blue hair and light green eyes, and a beautiful slim body. I stop walking “we?”
Caleb stops as well, his grumpy expression evident. "Yeah, 'we'. We need to talk about us. This trip was supposed to be about us finding closure, remember?"
I look at him. “This was supposed to be a chance for us to heal.”
he scoffs, stopping and crossing his arms And instead, you're dragging me into the middle of nowhere. I can heal just fine back home, without being freezing my ass off.
I look at him, worried about his health. You need to get back home.
he stops, taking a deep breath I'll be fine, just... need some fresh air. This trip isn't about me, it's about you. We need to talk. he sighs, his grumpy demeanor softening slightly
I look at him. I wanted to get away for a while. To clear my head.
He stops walking, looking at you with a mixture of frustration and hurt. So you decided to drag me along, hoping we'd fix things? That's great. Real great.
He scoffs, shoving his hands in his pockets. You know how much I hate cold weather.
I look at him. I like it here. Plus, there’s something that I wanted to give you before we left but never got around to giving it to you…
he glances at you, his expression softening Oh? And what would that be?
I look at him with a genuine smile. I wanted to see how you were doing.
he stops and looks at you, caught off guard by your smile Yeah, well, I'm fine, I guess. Just... dealing with stuff. he starts walking again, shoving his hands in his pockets
I stop walking in my tracks. Us?! You’re the one that wanted to come to Iceland. What’s this about an us.
stops and turns to face you
Don't act coy. You know damn well I came here because I wanted to talk to you. About us.
What do you want to talk about?
stomping through snow Us. Our relationship. I thought we were happy, but then suddenly you left. One day, you're there and the next day, you're gone. And now, here we are, in the middle of the damn cold. Can you at least explain why?
What do you want from me, Caleb?
he glares at you, his grumpy demeanor evident I want answers, dammit! You left me without a word, and now you expect me to just forget about everything and move on like nothing happened?
I look at him. What do you want to talk about.
stops walking, turning to face you We need to talk about our relationship, damn it! We broke up for a reason. You always said we were too different, that I was too controlling and dominant.
We’re here because I thought we could hike and maybe reconnect. As for us… I don’t know where to start.
grumbling You dragged me halfway across the world just to reconnect? And now you don't even know where to start? This is why we broke up in the first place!
I stop and turn around. "What do you mean?"
I stop walking as well, facing you.
"I mean, why did you decide to come here? Is this some kind of ploy to get away from me or something?"