Jan 18, 2017
@nobigdealnowadays He was leaning against a retaining wall in a park, close to sunset time, idly humming to himself as he repeatedly turned a butterfly knife over in his hands. He was people watching, and he liked his hands to be busy while he did it-- he didn’t particularly mind if his choice of toy made him look even more like an edgelord. Someone interesting walked by and he watched them for a moment. Then they accidentally made eye contact with him and his response was to smile brightly and wave the knife in greeting.