Random Thoughts - Sycamore

"What are you writing?"

The girl shrugs without looking up, still scratching away. 

"Nothing, really."

The boy laughs, the kind of laugh that makes her heart skip a beat.

"That doesn't look like nothing."

She glances up and looks down to her paper again.

"It's just...some random thoughts."

"Can I see them?" 

Her head shakes no instantly, even as her fingers continue to deftly maneuver over the lines on the page.

"Come on." he whines, waiting a moment before grabbing the book.

He looks upon a black and white version of himself, and blinks in surprise.

"Random thoughts, is it?" 

The End

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