NaNoWriMo - Ashen DreamsThat was how I'd met Nathan, on one rooftop. He'd been target-spotting, eye glued to the scope on his rifle the first thing I had noted about his gun was the suppressor on its muzzle, which indicated he had a later model than what I had at that time. He'd jumped violently when I cleared my throat, and then in the next instant had me pinned to the ground I'd nursed a black eye for a week after that incident, but then, he had had a split lip that persisted for quite a while, too.NaNoWriMo - Ashen Dreams4 years ago in Scraps More Like This
I'll never forget his words when he had me trapped with his elbow at my throat. 'Jesus, you're a girl,' he'd exclaimed, in tones of mingled disbelief and amusement. At the time, I had a full fringe that had fallen across my face during our brief skirmish, and later on he told me, with a great guffaw of laughter, that because of that and the cap I had on my head, the only reason he'd realised I was a girl was because he'd sat on my chest when he restrained me.
'Thanks a lot, Nate,' I'd said, sarcast