His whole world was yellow.
The sun in the morning, the cabs that ran by the window, even his wallpaper. All yellow. Nothing could have prepared him to wake up to a pair of eyes as blue as the distant sea.
He nearly fell off the bed, just managing to catch himself. Mouth opened, ready to say or scream or anything, when she placed a finger over his lips. Somehow that managed to catch all of his sound inside of his body.
“I need a favour of you,” diana said.
How he knew her name was diana (no capitalization), he couldn’t begin to imagine. All he could do was nod.
“I need some of your colour. You have a lot of it. I need some.”
Still struck dumb, he nodded, not sure really what she was asking of him.
When she left, the sky was blue.