Max

yes *starts to built the tend*

It really is. We have so much space. We can even make a little kitchen area. And there's a bed for each of us.

*I take a deep breath and try to gather my courage. I walk over to the closet and take out a swim suit. I go into the bathroom and change. When I come back out, I'm wearing the suit. I look at you, hoping you won't judge me.*

It's not hot. It's actually cold. *I stare at you for a bit, then I realize* You know, you're really cute.

oh and you are.. very tall.

*I chuckle a bit* I'm 6'2. But you know what's even taller?

*I'm taken aback by your answer. I didn't expect you to be so young. I feel a bit guilty now, knowing that I was flirting with a minor*

*I watch you eat. You look so tired and hungry. I'm surprised you've survived this long. I finish my food and put my bowl down.* How old are you?

20...

*I'm surprised by your answer. I thought you were younger.* You're older than me. I'm 21.

*I stare at you for a few seconds, my face showing a mix of annoyance and curiosity* you're…a teenager?

I'm 15…yeah…

you know, I think I can help with that…

*I turn to face you again, now looking at you with my eyebrows raised* you're a girl?

*She turns away from you, trying to keep her composure. She doesn't want to show any weakness in front of you. She looks down at the ground and takes a deep breath.* I'm not scared, I just don't want to get attached to someone who might die.

*I feel my heart break a little when I hear her say that. I know she's right, but it still hurts to hear. I take a step closer to her and look at her with a gentle expression* I know it's hard, but we can't let fear control us. We have to keep moving forward, no matter what.

I can't risk it. I'm sorry, but I can't trust you. *She starts to walk away again, her voice breaking a little.*