Song Recommendation: Fire On Fire by Sam Smith
Delia sighed in relief, standing up straight as she tightened the belt around her waist. She kicked her legs to the sides to straighten her skinny jeans.
She looked up, spotting the tomb with Damien resting against it. "Bobo! Guess what?"
She smiled widely, striding up to his figure. Damien sat with his back against the tomb and his knees raised, having his elbows rest on his knees and his head faced down.
"So while I was peeing, right?" She giggled, "I heard a crack sound behind and turned, hehe... Just to spot a hare staring at my butt", she walked up to him.
"It gave my ass such a weird look, I think it's either a pervert or racist", she tittered. "I felt so invaded!" She finally reached him, laughing at her own joke.
Damien remained still in his position, not raising his head to look at her.
She halted in front of him. "Bobo?"
He didn't respond.
