With a laugh that echoed through the chilly winter air, Ami threw the ball. Not too high but almost as far as if could go. Throwing objects was her thing after all and after so many years of throwing knives, ones aim can get really good. Amika smiled as she awaited the dog's bringing back of the ball. Maybe later she could get someone to come out with her and they could have a snowball fight or something. She hadn't been able to do that in years.

Strike barked, and once he saw the ball fly overhead, took off running. He stretched out his body, and when the bright ball was right in front of him, reached down.

By the time Strike got back, Amika was sitting on the floor laughing. The tumble he had taken seemed to be the funniest thing to her. When Strike got back, she pet him and spoke to him. "That was awesome, good job Strike."

Strike dropped the ball in her lap, then barked at something behind Amika. It was a big, scary man. The man patted his head, and Strike decided he wasn't that bad. (Ribs)

((A big scary man but as soon as that man happens to pet his head Strike's fine with it? I'm dead 😂))

Ribs sat down beside Amika, keeping the distance a respectable amount, and maybe just a smidge closer. "Having fun?" The dog barked at that, and Ribs patted his side.

The ball was rolling back and forth between Amika's hands. She always moved some part of her body, always. Whether it was her foot or her eyes. It hadn't been that bad when she lived with her parents but when she began to grow up on the streets, it had gotten worse. She hadn't ever gone to a doctor for it but Iris said it might be a nervous reaction to all her years on the streets and the stress that came with it. "Yea actually, Strike is a gentle giant. He's really adorable actually." Ami was smiling a little now, her eyes settling on Ribs.

Ribs grinned at the dog. He would love Strike, if only because he made Amika happy. Anyone who made Amika happy was okay in his book.

With a small smile Amika threw the ball. Her aim perfect and precise, as expected. Looking back at Ribs, Amika's smile brightened slightly. And that's when Amika finally figured out what this feeling in the pit of her stomach was, how when Ribs was near, butterflies upset her stomach. She finally realized that she quite liked Ribs.

Ribs had been watching Strike run, and felt Amika's eyes on him. He turned to look back at her, his eyes and whole face brightening when she was in view. Just seeing a Amika made him happy. Ribs knew he had fallen hard for the girl.