"Can we talk a little longer?"
She was a little sleepy, but she couldn't bear to go to sleep just yet.
'This is crazy. I didn't realize how much I liked him before, but now I care about him more than ever. It's probably because I'm afraid of losing him that I've grown so attached to this time we have together, even if it's intangible.'
The mirror read: "You look a little tired. Go get some rest."
"Oh..." she answered, but didn't move to leave.
The mirror read: "Go on, go to sleep."
"Oh..." She still didn't move. She stared expectantly, knowing she couldn't see anything, but still she stared, wishing he would suddenly appear before her in the flesh.
The mirror read: "You want to talk to me that badly?" A radiant smiley face appeared next to the words.
"Mhm."
The mirror read: "That makes me very happy."
"Happy about what?" she asked, puzzled.
The mirror read: "I'm happy that you care so much about me. This is what I've always longed for. My wish has finally come true..."
