As you lay beside the man, chills ran down your spine, you tried to maintain your distance, but the intensity of the situation keeps on rising. Your eyes are locked on him, and thoughts keep on running in your mind. Should I start a conversation or should I just wait till the weather clears and move away from him ? The tension crackled between you, the air thick with unspoken words. A part of you yearned for connection, for understanding, while another part urged caution. The storm raged outside, mirroring the tempest within.
You could feel his breath, warm and steady, against your skin. The proximity was both exhilarating and terrifying. Suddenly he glanced at you and you felt your heart skip a beat. His hand touched yours and you felt a spark, a raw connection that is created on its own. He spoke, " Hey, may I know your name please?" His voice sounded almost a whisper, against the strong raging outside and one within you. You managed to spoke, your gaze fixed on him. My name is Ava she managed to say, oh, hii Ms. Ava its nice to meet you she managed to said. Well, I am Erick he said his voice cold. How did you end up here ? Ava hesitated, her voice barely a whisper. "I was looking for inspiration for my thesis. I thought the solitude would help me...