The tree's branch dipped slowly beneath my weight, and his kitchen came into view. I shuffled a bit closer to the end and the limb lowered a bit more. Almost there! Just a little further... Perfect! I now had a full view of Guy Nikko's living room. And there he was, sitting on the couch watching.. Ryan Gosling.. is that The Notebook? So he even likes watching romance movies? He just gets dreamier and dreamier. I reached into my bag to take out my disposable camera I'd bought at a little souvenir shop earlier and pointed it toward the window. Click. Oh my god this was so perfect! I hope my heart isn't beating so fast it makes the photos blurry. Maybe I should take some deep breaths just in case. In. Out. In. Out. Okay, now we'll try again. Click. Click. Crack. Wait, crack? That's not the sound the camera maaaaaaaaaaaaaaa.........
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"Ughhh." My head was killing me. I needed to get up, make sure I'm still alive.
"Oh, are you awake now?" My eyes shot open. I'd heard that voice before. On television countless times and most nights before I went to bed. I was definitely no longer outside. In fact, I was lying down on a plush bed with Guy Nikko in a chair right beside me. I tried to speak but all that came out was a strange, breathy sound.
"Don't force yourself," Guy said, "You're pretty lucky I heard that tree branch break and went out to see what had happened." He moved to get up. "I'm going to grab some more ice for your ankle"
I myself had realized my head wasn't my only injury. My ankle had ice and one of my hips was definitely bruised. "Wait!" I tried to shout but it came out more like a squeak, "Did you look inside my bag?"
"I did." Guy turned back and a flicker of amusement danced across his face. "It's nice to meet you... Gal Nikko."
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"Ughhh." My head was killing me. I needed to get up, make sure I'm still alive.
"Oh, are you awake now?" My eyes shot open. I'd heard that voice before. On television countless times and most nights before I went to bed. I was definitely no longer outside. In fact, I was lying down on a plush bed with Guy Nikko in a chair right beside me. I tried to speak but all that came out was a strange, breathy sound.
"Don't force yourself," Guy said, "You're pretty lucky I heard that tree branch break and went out to see what had happened." He moved to get up. "I'm going to grab some more ice for your ankle"
I myself had realized my head wasn't my only injury. My ankle had ice and one of my hips was definitely bruised. "Wait!" I tried to shout but it came out more like a squeak, "Did you look inside my bag?"
"I did." Guy turned back and a flicker of amusement danced across his face. "It's nice to meet you... Gal Nikko."
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