prof. oak || stephanie - tranquil
@oakyprof
she was heavy on her feet, pico trailing beside her with worry evident in the kirlias eyes. she hadn’t slept in about three days, and she was just about ready to fall asleep right in the middle of the road. another yawn escaping her, she wasn’t paying attention with her eyes closed, and she walked directly into the person she had seen at her peripheral not even moments before.
she felt immediately more awake, a flash of terror coming through her personhood as she tried her best not to run at impact. “h-hello, i-i’m s-sorry about t-that! i-i just, you know h-how it is, a-and all that jazz,hahah... u-uhm, did i hurt you, i-i didn’t hurt you, r-right? a-ah, i’m stuttering--- s-sorry.”
