now or never.
@ccseokjin
he’s had a feeling about today from the moment he woke up this morning; it felt like an off day for him – one where he’s certain any hack tried against a person will fail, one where he’ll lose a few matches of overwatch in the stupidest ways possible.
however, the feeling didn’t exactly cover his current situation.
a wire on his back shorted out due to his own stupid mistake that ended up having him mildly electrocuted, and now his back could rival a sunset in terms of how many shades of red and blue are present. it looks nasty, almost like some kind of gash, and he knows that if he can just make it to his own home he can get himself fixed up one way or another.
and yet he can’t do even that because of mother nature’s decision to rain.
he ends up under the shelter of the outside of an apartment complex, sitting down with his back to the wall just to shield it as much as possible. he looks weak like this, he knows, though he can’t exactly reverse time to fix it all (but oh, the things he could do if he had such a power).
he stays this way until he sees someone with an umbrella, a relatively tall man that looks to live here. he draws in a breath because he knows his only shot at getting out of this horrible situation and into a slightly less horrible one is asking this stranger for help, and god does he hate it.
“i need–” he cuts himself off immediately, thankful his voice started off small and thankful that the other didn’t seem to pay too much mind to his almost demand.
“excuse me, uh,” he begins again and internally curses himself for sounding so awkward about it all, “d’you think you could help me? i’m kind of stranded here.” he ends his plea there to save himself (and most likely the stranger) the suffering of hearing him ramble to try pinpointing the correct words to use, instead standing up slowly and wincing ever so slightly at the discomfort it brings to move in such a way.
( he only hopes this man doesn’t lose his shit when he sees his back. )