+ highlystrvngout
Utterly confused, the artist tilted his head and rubbed the back of his neck. He was more than eager to be of any kind of civil service but two questions instantly injected his brain— why him and..
“ ..uhh..who’s them? ”
She almost wanted to smack his head upside down. Did he not see the people that were pushed down with their items severely spread out all on the floor? People must only care about themselves nowadays, although that was like herself. However, she couldn't just stand by and watch some innocent people who were in need of her hand sit down there helplessly. She gave him a disgusted stare and quickly gestured her hand to the quite obvious incident before his very eyes.
❝ Do you now see who's them? Now that I have answered your question, can we quickly help them out of their unlucky situation? ❞
The woman rolled her eyes and made her way to pick up the items securely placing them in their respective shopping bags. She sighed and helped an individual up, placing the shopping bags back into their hands. A small, yet warm smile graced her lips as she looked at the other. Her hands unknowingly reached for the other's hands and lightly tapped them as if to tell them that everything was alright. Sometimes people needed that extra boost to keep their day going even when things weren't going so well. Then, her eyes made it back to the man who had such a clueless mind and shook her head in dissatisfaction.











