The Cast : (Kinson = Fai, Jezebelle = Cornice, Syona = Nina, Jhinn = Rida, Cat = Meow)
Italics : Define a thought, not said.

Kinson : *Thinks* why can’t I get her out of my head?.. Her smile, her eyes, her laugh.. *sigh* | Well maybe it would be okay I mean, I know that she’s young, but isn’t love worth it? | I just don’t know what to do..

Well Meow, what do you think?
Meow : Meow, *thinks* I just want you to pet me, and give me food, and pet me, and give me food.. but mostly pet me..
Kinson : Well maybe you are right Meow.. Maybe she does deserve someone that is younger *idly pet’s Meow, thoughts drifting off to nowhere…*

Kinson : What the??? Jez.. Jez what are you doing here?? You little imp! scared the skin off of me..

Jezebelle : *looks kinson over* Oh you will live.. So what are we thinking about today?.. Pondering the great deal of life? Planning your next exciting venture unto the world of the large?, feeding meow?

Kinson : Just her again. Jez, I am not sure what to do. I can’t stop thinking about her. I want to be with her, to hold her, to make her laugh..
Jezebelle : So go to her, I am not really sure why it’s taking you this long?. Surely you’ve felt this way before. You know if you don’t someone else may come up and sweep her off of her feet.
Kinson : But she is just a child compared to me..
Jezebelle : And you are an old man! however, she is aware of your age.. So go to her, touch her soul, exsist in places that only you two may go together!
Kinson : I don’t know…
Jezebelle : Kinson! We are all born for love. It is the principle of existence, and its only end.. Love is wonderous, it’s amazing, it’s colorful, it’s full of sorrows and joy!, you both deserve it, you need her, she needs you *Stands up dramatically gesturing* NOW GO.. GO .. Fullfill your dreams, go to her.. go!

Kinson : What the heck was that! am I about to do this? *takes a deep breath mumbling to himself* To fear love.. is to fear life, ….

J : Meow, why are men so fickle? don’t they know that love builds bridges where there are none.
Meow : Hey look, a bone.. purrrrrr
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Meanwhile …. on the windowsill, two girls sit and talk about love, life, must mostly love

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Jhinn : Well Syona, I really think that you are missing out on something by waiting for him, what if he never comes around? Life is meant to be lived! not to sit and wait..
Syona : I know that!, but surely there is more to this life then being released from your box, and being photographed.. is that how you determine that we should live?.. I want something more, I know it’s out there.. Everytime I see him I get a funny feeling, my heart hammers in my chest, and I can’t help but smile…
Jhinn : Well, *changing the subject* I do like your hair, it’s different, but nice.
Syona : Yeah?.. At first I didn’t know if it was “me” but the big person suggested that I give it a few days to see how I feel.. I really like the dye job, and the trim.. but Red.. is a bit flashy, even for me..
Jhinn : It really brings out your eyes.. you know .. *pauses ..* shhh, I think he’s coming.
Syona : *looks out the window* Who? .. huh? I don’t see anyone.
Jhinn : Not there silly, There *turns Syona to see Kinson approach* I better make my exit.. you’ll do fine! *flashes a thumbs up*

Kinson : Look at her, she looks so amazing.. .. “Hey, Syona, May I take a seat next to you?

Syona : I thought you’d never ask, come, sit down. *gently pats the sill next to her*
Kinson : I didn’t want to disturb you, you looked so peaceful, what were you thinking?
Syona : Oh, just about life, and existance, and why are we really here. The last time you and I talked, you gave me some insights to the things you have seen, and it just makes me wonder..

Kinson : Oh.
Syona : Oh, Hush it’s nothing like that. Just, *sigh* You’ve been so many different places Kinson, and all I’ve been is here. I want to go experience life, I want to know what it’s like.. Tell me again what it’s like where you are from.
Kinson : Okay Syona, where I am from, the world is very different. There are so many different colors, your eye cannot even begin to describe them. The water crystals under our sun, and when the moons shine, it makes the forest leaves glow. Pixies fly all around, playing their song to those that will listen, when it rains, everything comes alive…
Syona : Will you ever take me there?
Kinson : I can try kiddo.. I can try.. *long pause* What are you thinking?
Syona : *gestures towards the flowers* Just curious if you always walk around carring roses *winks*
Kinson : What?.. Oh.. These.. Yes.. uh.. *blushes* they are for you Syona.
Syona : *her eyes light up* Oh Kinson!, I’ve never seen roses with these color of leaves ..
Kinson Yeah, it’s a hybrid.. *rambles*

Syona : *looks at the flowers, her eyes filled with joy, her cheeks starting to bloom the same color as the roses, and gently whispers* they are beautiful…
Kinson : *looking right at her..* Yes…… they most certinally are. Oh, please forgive me for what I am about to do..

… and the roses drop forgotten for the time being…