Delirium || Open Para
Seth stirred and looked around. He stared at the woman blankly for a few minutes and then shook his head lightly. He was still dizzy, wondering why the room looked so funny, and trying to determine if home was a possible goal. He focused on the woman a moment later, big eyes hazy. “Who…’re you?”
Jasmine pulled back when the man opened his eyes, her own scanning his for a moment. He didn't seem like a drunk, neither a crazy person, so what was his deal? "I'm the lady who works here and you're the guy that passed out in front of her while walking. How many fingers am I holding up?" Jasmine put up three fingers and leaned against the coffee table.


















