“—I’ve never heard of an Eponine. It’s a unique name, though.. Sorry, I just— Forks may be just two traffic lights worth, but no matter how small something is, it’s power should never be underestimated.”
[ With that thought, Bella takes a pause, eyebrows furrowing as she glances out her door, down the dark streets, into the trees across from her house. ]
”Are you, like.. alone here?—”

“I am. But it’s fine, really, I’m used to it. I enjoy road trips. I’m from Seattle, so it’s not too bad a distance from here.”
[ His hands settle in his pocket. He can only thank God he was born an extrovert – any way else, and this brand of small talk might be detrimental to his health. ]
