Nov 22, 2017
she's off in her own little world, watching the last of the leaves start to tumble from their homes atop the trees in the park. she's always been an autumn person, and she's almost sad to see the end of it, winter creeping closer and closer with each passing day. she pauses on her walk, seating herself on a bench and hoping the man already seated there won't mind some company for a while. she notices the split knuckles first, gaze following his arm up to his face, which looks equally as battered. ❝ looks painful, ❞ she comments quietly, head tilted to one side to try and get a better look at the extent of his injuries. ❝ get in a fight with someone? ❞
@tayone
