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Post by Deleted on Mar 30, 2019 21:30:21 GMT -5
He looked ready to cry but was doing his best to not do so. Sniffling, he angrily swiped at the tears that betrayed him and fell slowly. Tilting his head down, so his long black hair fell in front of his face the male muttered darkly. "Stupid... I hate her..." he grumbled, hands clenched into fists at his sides. Sighing, he bit his lower lip feeling tired suddenly. "I should go home," he mumbled, clutching the grass.
The frustrated young man was named Caspian. He was 22 and a famous pianist, having traveled all over to be in concerts from the young age of 13. Now he was back home and felt trapped. His mother was rather controlling and they had yet another argument, so he fled. However, it wasn't his best laid out plan for multiple reasons. The biggest is that he was blind and only was able to find the park because of growing up here. So Caspian had stumbled in the direction that he knew it was, it was early so he didn't run into anyone either. But, now that he was regaining his bearings he realized that while he knew the general area of where the park was Cas lived in a new house, about a block from the park and had yet to memorize the steps back home.
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Post by Hawkeyes258 on Mar 31, 2019 21:31:50 GMT -5
"Something wrong?" Ethan questioned as he walked over to the man sitting in the grass. An expensive looking camera could be seen around his neck and a small bag was strapped on his person as well. Ethan tilted his head to the side thinking this guy looked familiar. The curious 24 year old man was Ethan. He was a photographer, blogger, and personal trainer. Ethan happened to be out on a walk trying to get some good pics before he noticed the crying man.
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Post by Deleted on Mar 31, 2019 23:07:34 GMT -5
Caspian froze and then he mentally berated himself for crying. "Uh, yeah. Sorry..." he mumbled, keeping his head bent and sightless eyes on the soft grass he was sitting upon. How could he be such a child? First, he ran when he should have stood his ground, now he was being approached because of his crying. Wonderful. Talk about a great first week back home. Shaking his head, Caspian spoke along, albeit reluctantly, "W-Well, actually I could use some help." The young man knew it was risky asking for help from a stranger but, honestly, it was either that or wait until his controlling mom found him and dragged him home lecturing him the whole way. "I am lost. Could you help me call someone? I forgot my phone," he said rather sheepishly.
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Post by Hawkeyes258 on Apr 3, 2019 20:04:35 GMT -5
"Sure thing." Ethan said pulling out his phone. "Do you wanna dial the number or should I?" He questioned unaware that Caspian was blind. He just seemed like a guy who was having a moment.
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Post by wearyheart on Apr 4, 2019 21:38:00 GMT -5
(Is it alright if I join in?)
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Post by Deleted on Apr 6, 2019 19:53:48 GMT -5
(Go right ahead. )
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