" Sounds delicious" she smiled a little. ok he's left pull yourself together She took several deep breaths and stood up slowly. At first she had been terrified but not anymore, he seemed like a decent guy. Overall now she felt embarrassed. I've cried in front of a total stranger, now I'm eating his food.. ahhh, I can never do anything right. She closer to where he was . "So would you mind telling me a bit about yourself? I mean I know your name is Chase and you are very tolerate of strangers , but I'm in the dark . Of course don't have to tell me anything, " The soup smelled amazing , she didn't realize how hungry she was. "Can I help you with anything?" She felt like an invalid not doing anything.
(No haven't lol)
Chase chuckled, "I'm not usually that tolerant of strangers, most of the time my first response to someone on my property is to get the rifle and run them off before they raid my garden for radishes," He replied, trying to lighten the mood, though what he said was true, he didn't put up with trespassers. "Here, think you could open the oven for me?" Chase asked, motioning to the largest of the three ovens before putting the lid on the skillet and picking it up, flashing her a slight smile as he did. He wasn't used to having anyone around, in his home, helping him, talking to him, nothing, but to his surprise, he found that he was enjoying her company. Whoa there, it's a bit early for that, she's only here because she wondered here and fainted, she probably won't hang around. Chase thought without much emotion on the subject, though he was a bit disappointed.
((You should!
