Originally Posted by sarahlooo

Milton was going to take Anya's speechlessness as a good sign. That was a good sign, right? Because usually women were chatty and talkative, but now she was almost completely silent. That could either be really good or really bad, but... Milton knew Anya. It was a good thing.

Why? Milton shifted a little as he thought about how to answer that. "Because... I like you. You're my best friend..." Milton glanced at the main street quickly before taking a step closer to Anya. "And you mean a lot to me. I couldn't... not get you something." Double negatives. Eh, whatever.

She'd love to be Taryn right now? Milton pressed his lips together as he tried to figure out what exactly she meant by that. Literally right now? Probably not because Taryn was... well, he didn't know where she was, but Anya probably didn't either. So maybe she meant... figuratively? And that she wanted to be his girlfriend? Or maybe she just meant that she wanted to see what he got Taryn for Valentine's day. Which was.... nothing. Yet. Crud. Milton laughed, slightly nervously. "Yeah, I doubt that," he finally replied, rubbing the back of his neck.