A stroll through the park (Sila's POV)

Turns out there wasn't anything we wanted to see at the cinema, so Elliot took me for a stroll through the nearest park instead. As we stroll, I try to think of what to say, but the only thing that comes to my head is how bad I am at conversation. Elliot, thankfully, saves me from my pondering, asking "So, do you have a favorite movie?"

"Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind." I reply.

"Yeah? That's a great movie."

"Thanks." Why did I say thanks?

"You ever seen Adaptation?"

"I don't think so."

"It's written by the guy who wrote Spotless. It's about a writer too. I think you'd like it."

"Oh okay. You bit of a movie buff then I guess?"

"Yeah."

"So what's your favorite?"

"Pan's Labyrinth."

"Oh, don't think I've seen that one."

"It's pretty good."

"Is it a fantasy movie?"

"Fantasy horror."

"Oh, I don't like scary movies."

"Ah fair enough.... Guess it's not blood judging by your new Facebook pic."

"Oh yeah." I let out a nervous chuckle before he insists I give him the full story. By the time we're done, we find ourselves by Paco's Tacos Food Truck. We order and then do our best not to make a mess of ourselves. After eating, Elliot says "I've had a great time, but I gotta do some study tonight."

"Of course."

"It was fun though. Great hanging out with you."

"Yeah. We should do it again."

"Doing anything tomorrow?"

"Not really. Guess I'm hanging out with you."

"I'd like that."

"Maybe we can come up with something to do."

"Heh. Yeah. Anyway, I better get going."

Elliot stands up, and as he turns I say "Hey Elliot."

He turns to look at me with confusion, so I stand up and motion him over with my finger. Jeez, I dunno if I should do this. I mean my hands are shaking and my heart's pounding faster than if I was watching a horror movie. Once he's in front of me, he says "What is it-"

Standing on my toes, I put my lips on his. He accepts my kiss and so his tongue enters my mouth. I return the favor and continue to exchange the passionate kiss for a few seconds. When our lips finally part, I stand back down on my feet and smile. "See you Elliot."

"Yeah... See you Sila."

With that, we go our separate ways.