location: outside Inkphoric @niles-starters
A week back and he couldn’t say he had missed Niles. It was raining. It was always fucking raining. Lightly now though so it was barely felt, tiny little droplets, half of which evaporated mid air. Tyson was outside having a smoke, distracted with that only to look up at the last minute. “That’s a...” he didn’t have time to finish his words, watching the person before him step into the deceptively shallow, but actually quite deep— “...puddle.”















