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cautions [ jongdae&hyeri ]
Humming to a nonsense tune as she walked to the hospital's main entrance, wanting some peace for the day, it was not often that hyeri's day could find a moment of peace filled with laughter and cries that the hospital fills it with. hyeri's white coat swept with the wind, the cloth swaying at the wind's mercy, her hair flowing against her face. As she looked towards the trees that lined the path going away from the hospital, the leaves fell delicately. If one were to see the image, they would marvel at life's miracles when just opposite is where a building of people trying to keep up with life's devastations.
The shrill of the ambulance's sirens brought hyeri's attention back to the hospital, reminding her, ah there are lives to save today again. She watched as a person, now patient was being transfered onto a stretcher, not noticing another stumbling into her.
Her shoulder knocked into, her feet stumbling back but heel digging against the concrete, keeping her still again. hyeri's head whipped toward the person, automatically half bowing and having her hands stretch out to help, wondering if this is a patient on collapse as her automatic response to tumbles are now.
Stuttering in her action, her hands retreated slowly, thinking perhaps this person was maybe family, just a normal person. "I'm sorry. I wasn't watching where I was going," continuing her position to bowing just as the wind swept up to hit against them. Her hair battling against the wind's flurry, hyeri's hands curled her hair behind her ears to tame it and look at the person clearly.
Tall. Male. Hunched. Brown Hair.
Perhaps it was a the junction of her eyes that weren't paying attention. It seemed the male had a bit of a struggle maintaining balance again. She stood confused at the person in front of her, words hesitant, hands cautious.
"Sir, are you alright?"
text [[ random contact ]]
Cookie: everyone's bitching at me because of my name
Cookie: I'm kind of like, can't a guy have the name Cookie?
Cookie: or, fuck you mother for calling me cook and amer calling me Cookie.