43 Blue and lavender, part 2 (1/2)
”Is that how you greet all of your friends, princess?” Nate asked, he was sitting on the bed, his arms stretched out behind him, holding him up, ignoring Snow's question.
”Princess? So it was you who bought the flowers, and who said we were friends? Now, I am not going to ask you again, how and why are you in my room” Snow countered.
Nate only smiled, before answering.
”No, it wasn't me who bought you the flowers, but now I know what to get you if it ever comes to that point, and the people who work here was so kind enough to let me in.”
”Oh really, and I take it Noctis doesn't know that you're here.”
''No, why would he?”
”It's still his palace, you know.”
”Don't worry, I haven't forgotten.” Nate said, smiling a crooked smile.
Snow rolled her eyes and held the towel around her more closely. She turned her back on him and opened her dresser's drawer while taking out something to wear.
Nate seemed to be silent for a moment, but it didn't last.
”Of course, I forgot that we're more than friends now, since you thought my shoulder was a nice pillow and fell asleep on it.”
Snow didn't know at first what he was talking about, but then she remembered her last comment when she asked him who told him they were friends. She could hear the teasing in his voice, but that didn't stop the blush from creeping up her neck. She heard the bed creak and then footsteps that followed. She busied herself more, before pulling out a blue tank top and jeans. Then she saw out of the corner of her eyes a shadow next to her, when she looked up, Nate was standing there with on of his hands on the dresser, supporting himself.
”You aren't going to wear that to a hospital are you?” He asked, referring to Snow's choice of clothing.
Snow looked at him then at her clothes.
”What do you mean? What am I supposed to wear?”
”I don't know, girls are the ones with the sense of fashion, but shouldn't you go for something a little darker, like black, or something?”
Snow's eyes widened when she realised what he meant.
”My friend isn't dead!” Snow exclaimed.
”Yet.”
”No! She isn't dead, and she won't be dead.” Snow said, emphasizing the 'be'