Day # 1

Prompt: Describe your protagonist as she watches her love interest eating his favorite meal.

Rosalyn shifted uncomfortably in her seat. For all the time they had spent in Nod together, sitting here in this little Thai restaurant seemed almost awkward. No, that's not accurate. It was awkward. The silence hung heavily in the air. She blocked out all the sounds of the other patrons, and was focused on the steady rhythm of his heartbeat and the slow, lazy breaths he took. These were familiar sounds to her now, she'd been encountering them every night for years. But being able to hear them, to see him, with her physical body was a novelty she wasn't quite sure she'd ever become accustomed to. She was staring, of course she was, and he noticed too. His bright blue eyes lit with humor and mischief as he raised his fork to his mouth. The noodles left a small smearing of sauce on his lip, and he darted the tip of his tongue out to lap it up before chewing. It drove her insane, she longed to just dive right across the table and smash her lips into his. Her fingers tapped on the tabletop restlessly. As if he could read her mind--and was she really sure he couldn't--he smirked. "Is everything all right?" he asked. "Everything is fine, how's your Pad Thai?" Rosalyn's heart skipped a beat as he leveled his gaze on her. He always looked at her like she was the most amazing person in the world. A sea of butterflies erupted in her stomach, and her palms started to sweat. Unconsciously, she nervously bounced her leg under the table. He made her nervous, uncomfortable. She was uncomfortable, and with a quick glance, she noticed he was was too. "It's great," he said. "Look, I got to go." "Oh, okay. Nice seeing you then," she whispered. Great job. She thought to herself, as she watched him walk away. She noticed the burning, stabbing sensation in her heart. It wasn't the oniynox this time, though. This was how it felt as her heart broke.