She turns, face half hidden with strands of cocoa hair, blue eyes gleaming. A voice had roused her from her thoughts and she wondered at the obstinance the words implied. Eyes narrowed as she looked at the offered buds, wondering what the motive is behind them. Pleading occurs and the look softens to reveal a carefree attitude that lights the room afire. She smiles, and the place is blinding in her happiness. A petal falls, as if time ticks away from this meeting, leaving them in suspended feelings. All things come to an end; the girl can only hope to extend this denouement.