Questions

Aprils pov

He sits down next to me and we pray to the moon goddess to bless our food.

After we are done, we each take a slice and eat in comfortable silence.

"Hey, April? " He asks breaking the silence.

"Yeah" I answer looking at him to find that he's already looking at me.

His chocolate brown eyes stare into mine and I have to fight back the urge to run my hands through his hair and for that reason, I look away because it is too tempting.

"Wanna play a game?" He says dazed.

"Sure," I say as I look up at the star-filled night sky.

"Okay. What's your favorite color?" He asks.

Wow! I was not expecting that but I guess we're starting with the basics.

"Purple. And yours?" I ask.

"Used to be blue." He answers.

"Typical," I mutter under my breath. Wait, used to be?

"Used to be? What changed?" I ask.

"I met you ." He says offering no further explanation.

The air begins to seem tense and I don't want to make this awkward and so, I ask the next question: