<span style="color: red">"Whats it matter if we are a little late?"</span>Ruby grinned and looked over at Artyom.<span style="color: red">"But it seemed as if you do not share enjoyment for such acts, my nectar did not seem to show you having such desires."</span>Humming slightly Ruby watched as the, puppy person walk away.<span style="color: red">"It is so hard to wait that long."</span>She whispered<span style="color: red">"Concentrating becomes harder and harder"</span>She said reaching out to gently touch Artyom's side again.<span style="color: red">"But I can say I am very interested to meet your friend and see what we could do after school too."</span>After saying that Ruby pushed herself shakily to her feet, leaving a wet mark on the ground and dirt stuck to her wet school skirt.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>