★ mayday :: ellin&bomi
that night, she bids triple crown an early goodbye – earlier than midnight, anyway – and opts to seek refuge at an outdoor gym situated in the periphery of a nearby park. it’s a decision of impulse, but one that helped keep what’s left of her sanity from a long day of intensive training. few people, starry sky and the serenity of a spring evening make up the perfect backdrop for a girl who had no room for anything but temporary rest and rumination.
gaze lost in constellations and body inclined sixty degrees on an inversion table, willow thinks about her next evaluation performance and all the preparations she still has to do. the next minute it strikes her how nice a cup of coffee would be in the middle of the night – it doesn’t have to take a second thought for her to give in to the sudden craving. carefully guiding the table parallel to earth, the female waits for a good thirty seconds before freeing herself from the equipment, all ready to head for the closest café in the area.
an inadvertent pat on her hoodie pockets, however, makes her realize that her wallet is nowhere to be found. she quickly crouches to the ground, eyes in search of the leather material but to no avail after a couple of minutes. “holy cranberry…” slightly alarmed, willow mutters to the grass whilst letting the lampposts illuminate the dry land, hoping against hope that the wallet hasn’t found its fate in a pickpocket’s hands.
