Jan 26, 2022
Morthen said ❛ are you okay ? ❜
“What? Oh-” Nate looked over at the man sitting next to him on the bench, finishing the cigarette up. It was still cold in the New York City, as if the weather couldn’t decide if it should be autum, winter or spring. Maybe it was supposed to be some new season, where everything was just grey, bland and a complete mush. Or maybe that was how he felt nowadays.
Looking back at the man, he grimaced, pointing at the bruises that still covered his nose and cheeks, even if they were starting to fade. “That? That’s all fine. It’s been worse, honestly.”