“I’m starting to worry.” I look away, staring out at the wall of green beyond our shelter. My voice is rough when I answer, rougher than I mean it to be. “Me, too, but ain’t shit we can do except wait.” I say that, but there actually is something we can do. Something that’ll get our minds off of possibly dying out here. Something my body wants real bad. Something that would definitely make the waiting easier. Something that would feel good and satisfy both of us. But I know she ain’t goin’ for it. Not yet anyway.
not villain suggesting sex 😂😂
