"Marcel, Marcel, please be fine." She thought as she ran after him.
She sees him and stops.
"What is it, Marcel? Why were you screaming?." Vanessa shouts in fear.
"It's my legs, I got stuck in this thorn-like thing that won't make me move." Marcel sat on the ground struggling.
Vanessa hits her right hand on her face.
"Is that seriously why you were screaming." Her tone was etched with frustration.
"Of course, you have no idea how painful these things are. And why are you standing there? Come and help your boss, or else I will get you fired." Marcel grits his teeth.
"Alright, I am coming." She shrugs.
She walks over to Marcel.
Marcel pulls her to himself as she crashes on the ground beside him. Their faces are a few inches away.
"Did I ever tell you that you are very wonderful, Vanessa?." Marcel spoke in a soft tone.
"Not just wonderful, you are extremely beautiful and the strongest girl I have ever met." He continued.
