a broken soul walks into a coffee shop. what’s the punchline? SURPRISE, there is none –– siah’s just depressed. months upon months of loneliness have built upon his personality, a once fiery and energetic being turned SPITEFUL and stoic, eyes that once lit up at the smallest excitement has trouble finding happiness in anything. interested eyes that scan the coffee shop out of pure curiosity find a BEACON of light sat upon a chair, so simple and carefree as if siah’s world hadn’t just turned at his very presence. it’s as if his feet move on their own –– against his better judgement, he approaches the other in a cautious fashion. his gaze never ONCE strays as if he’s an illusion of sorts and ... he might as well be. disappearance upon disappearance has conditioned siah to expect it, as if the familiar face will VANISH if he so much as blinks.
––––––––––– ‘ elwood... ? ‘