Role play starter: Graveyard blues
(( A role play starter with @askplutoheartz ))
-It was around six in the evening and Wirt (after having sprinted away from a heated discussion) found himself storming into the nearby graveyard.
Right now he was so emotionally distraught that the sensitive boy felt like he should go back to the Unknown. Go back and not be missed by anyone. Go back and be rid of today’s stresses. Go back and forget about this real world and all who lived in it.
Even so, when he did enter the graveyard, he found himself realising that he was over reacting. That the place over the garden wall would mean that he wouldn’t be able to stay home with the ones he loved. The ones he had briefly forgotten about in that moment of pure distraught.
The now weeping teenager sighed, leaning up a nearby tree and dwelling on the past events. It was then that he heard a sound ringing out much like an echo in a deep cave.
Crying.
He knew that sound anywhere. Cautiously, the youth poked his head around from behind the tree. There he saw a female with a heart shaped tattoo upon her face. It must have been temporary judging by the looks of the girl,but there it sat on her face,prominent.
Wirt frowned at the sight. By the looks of things the girl was grieving over lost loved ones. After all she was knelt in front of two tomb stones like a child, sobbing over the remains of their lost pet.
He frowned. Her problems were far worse than his own.
When his chocolate brown hues mulled over the girl again; she was staring right at him. Oh no. Did she think he was spying one her?
The anxious boy came from behind the tree, gesturing his arms and hands in almost every direction. -“I-I’m sorry. I didn’t know anyone was here.”-He tried to explain, but found himself feeling as though that wasn’t a good enough explanation. -“Well I did…but only a second ago. I-”-The boy took in a deep breath. -“I’m sorry. ”
