rosamie:
rosamie turned around when she heard somebody yelling behind her, ready to square up if need be but relaxing her shoulders as she saw a friendly face coming her way. he towered over her once he neared, making her laugh slightly as words started flowing from his lips. âare you sure i was the one that dropped it?â she asked, taking the money and holding it out to examine it, as if the answer were etched into the print of the bill. âmany theologians and scientists believe that hell is a state of mind anyway rather than a place, so following that line of logic if you can mentally justify stealing then thereâs no hell to-â she cut herself off, face softening into an embarrassed grin. âanyway,â she laughed, holding the money back out toward him. âit isnât mine, and since i donât see anyone else around i think you should keep it.â
Fabian furrowed his brows at the girl before a slight chuckle came out of his lips. He loved when people rambled about strange subjects at random times, always appreciative of other peopleâs minds and thoughts. ââIâm kinda sad you cut yourself off. It was starting to get really interesting.ââ He smiled, shaking his head slightly. ââI couldâve sworn I saw how it fell out of your pocket...ââ He assured her, mentally going back to that moment and questioning everything he thought he saw. ââRegardless, Iâve been following you for a whole street, can you just take it and justify the energy I put into following you like a weirdoââ
















