May 10, 2019
@rvbbithvrt
This park has a particularly nice pond, and Chuck had long decided that this is her favorite. It’s fairly quiet, and the collection of ducks and geese there tend to bob around and occasionally come up to nip at her shoelaces. For now, she’s content to sprawl out on a bench, long legs taking up nearly all the room as she listens to music, the playlists she’d made on the phone she had the first time still saved.
Really, she’s so happily invested in this, that she doesn’t notice someone nearby until she turns her head and startles, nearly coming off the bench. “Ack-” It’s the sound of someone desperately trying to move, and to untangle her stuck leg from the arm of the bench.
“I’m so sorry, did you want to sit? I’ll make room-”