"Let's call it Cookie," I said, stroking our new pet's fur.
"Sounds fitting enough," Tyler said through bites of cereal. He seemed really hungry. I was too, but not so much that I needed food in my mouth every second.
"If you eat too fast, you might explode," I giggled, watching him stuff half a bagel into his mouth after having previously watched him take a chomp of a granola bar. His only response was a grin, baring some of the contents of his stuffed mouth, and continued chewing.
I watched him sitting there, eating. He really seemed like a descent guy, he had helped me after all when I was not at my best. He was sacrificing winning the game for me. Wow... when thought about, he was a real-time hero!
I decided to put these thoughts to the back of my mind.. I couldn't have this guy ruining my mind. No matter how tall, handsome, kind caring... oops, I really needed to stop thinking all these things, or I might start falling for him.... and he most likely wouldn't want to catch me.
"So, what should we do?" I asked after we had both finished our large meal.
"Explore?" he questioned, asking if I was up for it more than anything.
"I'm game if you are," I grinned back, standing. I grabbed the cat and placed her (I checked, and it was a female) on my shoulder. She seemed content there, and nestled down.
"Before we go out, I need to ask: Do you have any weapons?" he asked me seriously.
"I have a knife, and some poison stuff," I said, thinking back to what my dressers had told me about the dangerous things they had placed onto my body.
"No guns though?" he asked, seeming relieved and dejected at the same time.
"Nope, none," I said slowly, hoping that he wasn't disappointed.
"Well, at least you won't have to shoot someone, best to keep you clean of anything dirty..." he trailed, tilting his head up in a thoughtful position.
"Well, we should probably get going," I said, interrupting his thoughts. I didn't like the idea that other people were out there, possibly hunting us down, while we were sitting here doing nothing.
"You're right," he answered quickly, putting on his worried expression again.
We walked through the maze for quite a while, not stopping at all unless necessary. Gun shots occasionally went off in the background, but we didn't meet anyone.
"Should we stop here to eat?" Tyler asked after returning from checking a room.
"Sure, I'm hungry," I replied. Understatement.
"Me too," he said, and as if on cue, both our stomachs growled.
"Wow, talk about timing," I laughed, a tear forming at my eye.
"Couldn't have been more perfect," he chuckled. Cookie just leaped off my shoulder, and darted into the room we were planning to eat in, as if saying 'get over it, let's eat!' Both of us followed her into the brightly lit room. It had been decorated to appear like a meadow, a picnic blanket and everything.
"Well, this is perfect!" I exclaimed, entering the room.
"I thought so," he grinned, setting down the bag of food w had taken with us from breakfast.
Suddenly, a noise jumped from the trees, sounding like a cross between a hiss and a growl.
"Don't move," a strange voice said from behind one of the trees. "I'm going to kill it," the female voice called again.