Look at me, posting a WIPpet. And on the right day. Oh my!
I don’t particularly have much of anything to report, so I’ll just leave you with the four paragraphs from today’s WIPpet.
Through the lank strands of hair obscuring her face, Taura scowled at Tonio’s optimistically beaming face. He had appeared so suddenly she hadn’t even had an opportunity to prepare herself, her view one moment the campsite, and then the next his irritatingly familiar face. It was, admittedly, a less mundane view, but also a less welcome one. Tonio wasn’t phased by her icy reception, but then again the way he was shifting his weight from foot to foot hinted that he was perhaps too nervous to have noticed.
“I brought you some food.”
A jumbled plate of the food in question was propelled towards Taura, almost covering Tonio’s eager grin from her view completely. Almost.
“Come on. You must be starving. We’ve been walking all day.” She could feel the desperation radiating from him as he pushed the plate towards her once again. Hoping the treacherous rumbling of her stomach wasn’t loud enough to give her hunger away, Taura stared through Tonio and returned to surveying the campsite. She didn’t need any of his food, and she most certainly didn’t want his sympathy.