
Mark blinks, “What’s happening?”

Mark shakes his head, “Haha”

Mark looks confused, “Not cool rat.”

Mark stares at the rat, “What the…?” ((I need to go, AGAIN in like 3 minutes))

Mark looks at her, hearing something but thinking it’s the storm

Mark sits next to her and smoothes her hair

Mark gives a small smile, “That you are.”

“I don’t think we should go. It’s dangerous out there!”

“The eye of the hurricane.” Mark says calmly

Mark watches her, “Do you think we should go to the eye of the storm?”

Mark looked at her, “why are you sad?”

Mark blushed a bit and tried to look happy. (And failing)

Mark catches her looking at her wound, “I’m really sorry…”

Mark smiles, “Really, John? Thanks!!”

“Yeah… and everyone here wants to go into the hurricane to get to the eye. Except me.”

“I have water,” Mark said unhelpfully

Mark puts an arm around her, “It’s cool.”

“I look cute when I sleep?” Mark asks confusedly