“The night looks beautiful I must say” Purity froze as she heard the person’s voice from behind her; she did not want to turn around, for the fear that she might simply be imagining things that her mind had conjured up.
You are just imagining things. You are just imagining things. Purity replayed the words in her mind.
“Purity, are you seriously going to ignore me?” he walked around and stopped in front of her. Scott looked down at her and smiled, his smile alone irritating her to the point that she wanted to wrap her hands around his neck. Standing up in haste, Purity stood in front of Scott showing him how fearless she was.
“What do you want, Scott?” She asked him. Scott raised his hands in the air as a sign of surrender and Purity could see that he was slightly wobbly, probably drunk
