'Speechless' || creatureofxhabit
[ creatureofxhabit ]
Since Stiles again had nothing to do at all that day, he decided to go into town for a few hours, maybe buy a new book, look around a bit, just watch the people walking around. He always liked watching other people. But what he liked most about them was hearing their voices. Because that was something he was never going to get himself. He often just lost himself in the conversations of total strangers, just because he enjoyed hearing them talk so much.
But even though he couldn't speak, there was no reason for him to go out. Go out into the city and buy things. Have conversations with people. It just didn't go like all the other conversation everyone else had, of course. But most of the times, he managed to make the people understand what he wanted. So also this day. After buying himself a new book, he went to his favorite café in town. He went there so often, he didn't even have to tell the barista what he wanted. He simply smiled at the guy once he gave him his coffee, handed him a few dollars more than he had to, and was about to leave, when he crashed into someone. He crashed into him and spilles his coffee all over the other's shirt. It gladly wasn't a hot drink, so at least he didn't burn the man. But still, he was terribly sorry for what just happened, and hysterically jumped from one feet to the other, not knowing what he should do now.
