@ciivers
many days, cordelia was surrounded by people 24/7. some mornings, it was nice to get away. she usually reserved her mornings for runs in the city, but today she opted out for sketching in central park, realizing it had been nearly a year since she picked up her sketchpad. she used to love art--she still did, but modeling often took over her life now. too much for her to really make time to paint or draw like she used to. it was both good and bad, she supposed. walking into the park, she sought a nice spot in a distance and made a b-line for it. it was too late for her to realize who she was about to run into--literally--on her way over. not paying attention to anyone else around her, she smacked into oliver accidentally. “watch where you’re going!!” she immediately gasped as she stumbled backward. she recoiled upon realizing it was him, a frown spreading on her face. “oh--it’s you.”