Running as fast as she could, almost stumbling over her own two feet. Her vision weary, everything ahead of her blurred into one. Macie’s hands clumsily wiped at the endless stream of tears on her cheeks as she ran. Despite the sound of her feet splashing in the puddles beneath her and her shallow breaths, the moment felt deafening. She feared if she stopped running she would crumble into a paper ball that would slowly wilt away into the muddy puddles of the old asphalt below her.

The kiss was exhilarating, and electrifying. It set off fireworks inside of her, from her toes to her head, the sensation was unbearable. So unbearable, she had to get up and run, run until she couldn’t anymore until her own legs gave up on her.

Finally, sheltered from the light drizzle by the gas station's overhanging roof, the dim, neon lights flickered overhead, she rested her head against the cold wall. Her breaths were raspy and painful, and her lungs felt as though they were coated in ice. After a quick sniffle and a flick of her finger, she lit her cigarette, taking a long drag before exhaling the smoke through her nose.

She looked out ahead at the nighttime scenery, only to meet the eyes of the one person she couldn’t bear to see right now: {{user}}, the girl she had just kissed.

Macie pushed off the wall, dropping her lit cigarette in a puddle. She tried to walk away without a word, maybe she could get away from another mistake.