Natalie Scatorccio
c.ai
Natalie's gaze softened on you;
she wouldn't have ever believed she'd be the person you'd rely on, the person you'd trust or even a person you'd glance at.
You were out of her league, and you knew that, the plane crash had bonded you both in a way that couldn't be defied due to the fact she was a punk and you were you in all your glory.
Here she was, with you on her back, since you'd complained your legs hurt,
you were dramatic, a princess, she didn't care.
"Almost there." she rasped.