Adventure...Yay.

"I like the quiet." he said honestly. "We can talk more about the adventure." He grinned.

(your posts are so long, and mine are so short.. :/ i feel bad..)

((I think they're long because I ramble when I'm tired. I just can't stop...I could've added more to that, but. It's fine. ^-^))

"I do too," PJ agreed, nodding. "That we can!" he said and pushed Tristan down gently into a seat. He glanced at the girl in the back, then sat down next to him.

(when im tried, i get lazy XD)

With a thump, Tristan landed on the seat and smiled, noticing the girl but choosing not to greet her. He wasn't good at that kind of thing.

As soon as they sat down, the train started to chug forward. "Well," PJ muttered, looking out the window at the brick wall going by.

"handy." he nodded, watching PJ instead.

"Mmmhmm. Yes, yes. Quite," PJ said, nodding and tipping his nose up a bit, like a snobby rich man.

Tristan laughed. "How are you able to do that?"

"Do what?" PJ asked, glancing away Fron the window to focus on Tristain.

"Act so.. carefree around people. I can't even do that in my head.."

"I just don't care," PJ said. "Im probably never gonna see anyone on this train ever again in my life, so I don't really care if they think I'm strange. I am strange," PJ said, grinning cheesily.

Tristan smiled warmly. "I guess so."

"Mmmmmmhmmmmm." PJ nodded, then leaned over Tristain to look outside the window. "If you're gonna ride your biiiike, pick me up when you come by...," he sang quietly to himself, pushing his for head against the window to try and look ahead.

"You see anything?" Tristan asked, hoping they were almost there.

((I love you.))

"Um...bumpy land," PJ said, nodding. He had forgotten the word "hill" at that moment. "And...trees...and um...things..."

(i knows :3 i wuff you too )

"That... sounds intresting.." Tristan laughed.

"Very," PJ said, nodding. "We;re gonna be there sooooon. I just wish they had food to serve us," he complained, rubbing his stomach and leaning back again. He could always eat something.

"I might have something.." he dug into the bag he had from earlier, and pulled out a bag of pretzles. "here!"

"Yaaay pretzlesssss," PJ said happily, taking them and opening them. "Thank you," he added, popping one in his mouth, then holding out one to Tristan.

Tristan took it and nibbled. "I love pretzles.."

"Me too. Pretzels are epic," PJ said through a mouthful. He swallowed and grinned cheekily.

"Hungry?" Tristan grinned.

"I'm always hungry, Tristy," PJ said, smiling and eating another mouthful.

"Tristy?" he repeated.

"Well. Yes," PJ said, swallowing slowly. "Your names Tristan...Tristy for short...I don't know...was that bad?"

"Well.. only Quinn has called me that.." He smiled, blushing slightly.