his head rested a touch on the side, eyes behind thick shades observing the profile in neon orange of the sprite as he approached the tall roof where he himself was chilling ━resting with his legs dangling on the edge as he sat, a cigarette drawing smoke on the pitch night while down there, to the ground, the city still seemed to easily frolic with activity despite the dying hours.
he took his time, dragging a long puff from the cigarette itself, observing the many spirals drawing off his mouth. “ i wasn’t expecting you to actually come. ” a small shrug of his shoulders. it felt weird, to suddenly feel that sense of responsibility he felt like he’s been running away from past life after past life, timeline after timeline. “ but i wanted to check on you. ”
@cawfully