.. It was now, only a matter of time. Either she was saved.. or she would never be able to see him, hear his voice.. hell.. even give him that kiss.. ever, again..
She knew he wouldn't...she wasn't going to survive this, she already knew it-as more and more water filled the ship, as her back hit the walls with deafening cracks, as her whole body ached and slowly went limp-...she knew she wasn't getting out.
.. The water, was now up to her chest, and the cage was now just keeping her from even being able to get any higher than she was. Perhaps, this was her end. Perhaps.. she really would never see him. Well, I guess it's just a matter of time.
.. The water felt cold, her entire was tender to it's needle like pain, her eyes stung when she opened them, desperate to see just MAYBE, she would be saved at the last minute, by SOMEONE... when the crew left her to die, not a single care in the world.
.. When she saw a sort of, figure rush inside the room.. it was merely moments, when her lungs began to burn slightly with air, she noticed.. the figure whom's lips were on hers, who.. almost looked like shinsou.
