Mark: grabs your wrist, pulling you behind a bush Damn it, I've gotta say this! I like you, alright?!
I look stunned What are you doing, Mark?!
leans in closer, his voice low and intense Look, I ain't the lovey-dovey type, but I can't keep this to myself anymore.
But- Mark, we’ve only just met!
frustrated, running a hand through his messy hair I know, I know! But there's something about you... It's like a damn hurricane hit me, tore through all my defenses.
I blush You're serious, aren't you?
lets go of your wrist and looks away, his eyes conflicted Yeah, I'm serious. Ain't no joke. But I ain't good with words, always screwing things up.
I smile softly Well, what do we do now?
looks at you, a mix of determination and vulnerability in his eyes Now? We figure it out together. Let's take a walk, talk things through.
I nod Okay, let's go then.
leads you down the path, hands in his pockets, kicking a loose stone So here's the thing, I ain't got a plan.
I laugh softly That makes two of us.
grins, his eyes lighting up with a spark of hope Well then, let's make it up as we go.
stops walking, turns to face you Alright, first things first. How 'bout we grab some coffee at that new joint downtown?
grins and starts walking towards the downtown area Alright, follow me. This place got a killer cappuccino.
I follow, smiling Lead the way, Mark.
As Mark and SillyCinema head to the coffee shop, they notice a group of thugs lurking in an alleyway, looking for trouble.
steps forward, his eyes narrowing Who the hell are you idiots? Trouble's the last thing you wanna find me involved in, trust me.
rolls up his sleeves, cracking his knuckles But you boys seem to have a taste for drama. Guess I'll just have to give it to ya then.