I'M SORRY THIS IS ALL I MANAGED TO GET DONE I'M SORRY, I'M SICK!

Of course, that didn’t keep Fang out of my room anyway. He came in at around 11:24 pm, and we sat on the bed an just talked.
It may surprise you that he does talk sometimes, but yeah. He and I have always been able to talk about just stuff in general.
But tonight was different. I guess you could say that he’s been getting a little more…comfortable with me lately.
Hm.
“Don’t you ever just wish you could just…get away from it all?” he asked quietly after we’d been talking for an hour and a half.
I lay back on my bed. “Yes,” I breathed. More than anything, actually.
“What if, you and me, just got away…together?” he said.
I froze. “And leave the Flock?”
He looked at me rationally. “They’re in good hands. Actually, we couldn’t put them in better hands.”
I rolled my eyes. “Except our own.”
He laughed, “Obviously.”I flushed as he smiled at me.