That Good Good
a starter for @cr-grey
the world that they lived in was one that wasn’t safe, he knew this all too well but it never stopped him from roaming around freely through the city and doing his own thing. Jiang Shuo was someone who seemed to have some sort of thrill for being out in such a world, knowing very well that even if he ended up in shitty situations, that his father would bail him out. He often even made sure to find situations to get himself into just to gain even the slightest bit of attention from his father.
some thought of him as some sort of ‘attention seeker’ or just a troublemaker ( maybe he was ) but to him, the things he did, it was just him wanting even the slightest bit of acknowledgment from his father that showed he at least knew he had a son.
he had planned on heading out with some friends, to go do some drinking and maybe even hook up with some stranger out of pure boredom, though as he was walking something had seemed to catch his attention out of the corner of his eye that made him want to stop and get a closer look at the scene going on. he spots a man, and what seemed to be a cat, though the look on the stranger’s face wasn’t like how people usually looked at such creatures, not that usual soft and loving expression he’s used to seeing when people spotted the felines around the city.
he watches closely, the curiosity he sometimes got was getting the best of him, so he decides to observe the man. was he really examining a cat? what was so special about the creature for someone to be giving that look to it? his curiosity grew more and more by the second until he finally couldn’t help himself. he had to know what was going on.
so, without even the slightest bit of hesitation or fear, he steps forward and stops a few feet away from the man. “you know, i don’t think staring at it will change anything. it’ll still be a cat no matter how much you look at it.” he speaks casually, a slight grin on his face as he shoves his hands into his jacket pockets and leans forward to get a closer look at the cat in the man’s hand. he looks over the cat a few times before allowing his gaze to fall on the stranger’s face. “it looks pretty harmless to me.”
most would be wary of approaching strangers, especially with gangs roaming around, but with him he wasn’t even worried in the slightest. he tended to be a bit more on the ‘free’ side, or rather carefree really, so even approaching someone like the man in front of him didn’t even phase him in the slightest. it was almost as if he were truly just fearless really, though it was just him being to careless like usual.
