Aug 21, 2019
‘ hang on, i’ve got you.’
The man stifled a laugh, balancing terribly on one foot as his shoe lace had caught itself between the rivets of a fence. He had nearly face planted, but luckily he gripped tight to the side of the fence before any real damage could be done. His upright tactic looked to be a dance of no origin, truly horrendous to look at, but soon the woman freed him and he could regain his pride. “ Thanks. “ He spoke curtly, but his lips were twitching at the corners, begging to turn upwards.
