Save The Date (N-Not That It's A Date Or Anything!) [Maia] Apr 12, 2016 19:13:48 GMT
Post by Elliot and Isaac Sunderland on Apr 12, 2016 19:13:48 GMT
Isaac tried to think of what he wanted to say, or rather what he didn't want to say. Telling Maia too much, too fast would be an utter disaster. At the same time, his chest was practically straining, wanting to finally just let everything out. Keeping it all inside was really starting to weigh him down. "I dunno. I never really expected a lot out of this vacation," he said, his words slow as he tried to put it all together properly. "Like, I'd get to spend quality time with my bro, eat good food, see new sights. But then we'd all end up coming back to normal. Then all of this happened and turned it from a vacation to an adventure, and I'm still not sure how I really feel about it. Like, I want to help protect people, and exploring the Digital World is fun, but I kinda feel like we got robbed of a normal vacation. I think I've almost died more times in this week than I have in my entire life." He couldn't help but laugh a little at that, even if it wasn't funny.
"But then I met you," he finally managed, his voice becoming far more firm and assured. It was like a switch had flipped. "Suddenly I had someone I could confide in and trust. A really awesome person, too. Some days we'd go on those death defying adventures, other days we'd just stay up late texting the night away. Either way, I can't say how much knowing I can count on you means to me. Why do you think I l- called you my best friend?" Phew, caught himself there.
Then came the stormclouds, hanging over the warmth of what Isaac last had to say. "But California's gonna be 16 hours behind Japan. By the time you're up it'll probably be evening for us. By the time we're up, you'll be asleep. Its gonna be so weird going from talking to you every day to a few hours at best." There was worry in his voice. How could there not be, when this amazing person who chanced into his life was going to slip right through his fingertips? The idea of almost never seeing her again cut deeply. Was he holding her hand a little bit more tightly now, or was it just his imagination?
"Damnit, I'm gonna miss you so much."