'What kind of game is that?' She knew something would happen but she didn't know what James would do with that thing. She just played along with all the plan that might be he had arranged in mind.
The truth was James also didn't think that through and it made him look like a fool if he did that without any preparation. He would do what his mind told about him, and he just wanted to say it but it still stuck in his throat until he exhaled then start.
"You know, I feel like we don't have time to say what really in our mind…" he said it even though it didn't the best words that he had. "I mean, I don't know what's in your mind about me."
Diana tried to understand the meaning behind those fucked up words that he just said. It's her first time saw a writer couldn't describe with clear words. Even though she could see in his nervous face that he could do better on the paper or computer but now he said it through his mouth and it made him so funny to see.
