enamoredfool
✮·.·´¯`·.·✮ And there he was. A serious expression towards a large window pane. He did not focus on the pane, rather on that what was located behind it. The young boy was standing in front of a bakery, lots of sweet food and other delicious things right in front of him but yet so far away. In fact, his serious expression slowly changed into a depressed one as he realized he had to renounce this time. His money has been less this month and he had to take care of bills and payments, thus his beloved sweet food was forbidden for him.
No matter how hard he tried to resist he stayed where he was. Even his thin build hands were placed onto the cold pane while he kept his widened citrus eyes straight turned into the bakery. Other people already started to stare at him through his somewhat childish as well as weird act. However, he did not even notice this. His attention was only given to the sweet view after this he demanded. That he really looked like a poor child was just an unimportant fact - at least for him.
