_{And here it starts again.}

_{The mermaid’s cheeks start to turn a shade darker, tinting the pale skin with a pink coloration that could easily be taken as reaction to the cold air of the night constantly hitting her face, even if covered by the thick scarf - but the actual reason of the blushing was how cheesy this guy managed to be, even if they didn’t know each other for long.}

_{Holding back all the urge to snicker or snort at this - and especially to smile -, the red-haired walked a few more meters, holding the phone but not typing yet, no; she only re-started typing when she stopped on her tracks and was safe to not bump into someone or let her phone drop.} 

_{[ ✉ ] I’m not one for running, so I suppose “your everything” is safe at that; don’t worry, I’ll try to tell her some time.} 

_{[ ✉ ] ㅋㅋㅋ} 

_{[ ✉ ] That’s a hard question. I guess I could say I miss your adorableness, but since you’re texting me and showing this still exists, I shouldn’t worry much about this. But I miss your height, and how nice would it be if you hugged me really tight and really warm, and let’s see…your face is not really bad. So isn’t your sense of humor…I don’t know if I can say everything…} 

_{[ ✉ ] But if you want to know, I’m really close to that place.}