Headaches// OPEN
The sun had set and yet here he was clad in a tank top and sweat pants, his white hair drenched in sweat. Though his body still sore from literally being forced to change species, he was finding himself to be feeling better and in great need of getting out and about again. God forbid he let himself go. He had been craving this, jogging for miles and just letting any thoughts be washed away with exhaustion.
He had come to a slow walk as he regained himself, water bottle in hand and drenching himself. With winter gone, the temperatures were starting to move towards more favourable weather though with his attire it was still a tad chilly. He didn’t mind though, that wasn’t why he had stopped. It was his head or rather the headache that was now setting in.
He needed to sit for a second, drink more water and just cool down. Perhaps he could send it away, far away. He winced, the splitting feeling was not pleasant. Perhaps it was a migraine, perfect timing really. He had been lucky to avoid having one for years. He moved and sat on a bench, head leaning into his hands as to block out the light from the lamps that hang above the pathways.
He was truly out of tune with his surroundings, his focus upon himself.
