#c: minnie ft. noah

[bloodwiine]

Minnie had become restless, the post-storm calm was nibbling away at her and causing her thoughts to wander and in doing so, turning darker than she'd liked. Everything still felt so surreal, though she finally worked up the courage to leave the house on her own, hoping to explore. The kick of the baby giving an extra encouragement, the baby, she was still in a state of shock shock over both their survivals. She'd purposely avoided the pier as she wandered through, occasionally browsing through a shop.

At the sound of a ridiculously loud growl from her stomach, she couldn't help the small chuckle, "Okay, I get it, your hungry. What do you want today?" Minnie questioned, glancing around at the various shops before settling on what appeared to be a deli. Everything felt foreign here. "I wonder if they have those juicy pickles we like," she murmured again towards her belly, giving it a gentle rub and heading in its direction only to be brought to a halt by the sound of his nickname for her being called out.

Frozen in place, her thoughts began to reel, it couldn't be. This island, it was playing tricks on her or she was in a deep slumber. Those were the only real explanations. But then the voice called out again, her head instantly turning toward the source and there he was. "How?" she whispered to herself, hand quickly falling away from her stomach and a panic bubbling up inside her.

closed starter for @bloodwiine ( noah & minnie ! )

Noah needed a way off this island, desperately. He needed to find Minnie, make sure the other was okay, it was all that had consumed his thoughts since he'd heard the news. The yacht has crashed. There are no survivors. He refused to believe it, refused to believe she was truly gone, and it had led him to an island that had seemed like something out of a myth. His head was spinning, and it had led him to going towards the bar, needing a drink to dull the pain.

He limped towards the entrance of the bar, his leg causing him trouble recently. That's when he saw her, and his eyes grew wide. "Mins?" He whispered softly, blinking once, twice, as though he thought she'd disappear again. There she was, and it seemed like she wasn't just a figment of his imagination. "Mins?!" He called out, desperation seeping in his tone as he limped towards her.