Words with Chase • Fin •

favorite color - part II (starring Ryan & Semai)

What's your favorite color?

Hm...orange maybe.

Why?

I...don't know. Maybe because it's pretty?

It's gotta be something more! Come on ask me my favorite color.

Fine. What's your favorite color, Semai?

Well, black.

Black? You are the most colorful person I know. You have to be joking me. The only black thing I've ever seen you wear is your hair, and it's really just a dark brown.

Well, aren't you gonna ask me why my favorite color is black since you're oh-so curious?

Why?

Because it's the most colorful color.

Explain.

Well, you know how light waves work. Some are shorter, some are longer. White reflects all of the colors in the visible light spectrum, so really I imagine it as the least colorful color. I guess you could say it's pretty clean. Black, on the other hand, is all of the colors absorbed. It is literally a rainbow! It represents all of the things you've gone through in life. Black is everything from green envy to sunshine yellow to radiant orange! It represents me!

Wow...I never thought of it like that.

So why do you really like orange?

Well, it reminds me of the first time we met.

Really? I don't remember a thing.

Of course you don't. Now let me talk. Anyway, you were riding one of those sticks with a horse head at the park, literally riding into the sunset. It's actually pretty idiotic because in those movies, if a cowboy really rode into the sunset, they wouldn't have made it to town before it got dark and would have most likely died in the desert.

Get back on topic. Okay, and...

Sorry, anyway, the sky was this beautiful deep orange color with a speck of scarlet. Then, you proceeded to ride over me since I was, and I quote, in the way, end quote.

I remember now! You should have moved. I was having a spectacular time before you got into my path.

Whatever. Aren't you supposed to be saying aw or something? Doesn't that make you feel bubbly inside?

Nope! Well, I think that orange is a terrible color on you, but you do you, Ry.

I hate you.

Love you, too!