kale it quits
@avtyukwon
The taller male slowly walks down the unusually busy street, briefly pausing ever now and then to survey the area. Despite being a resident of Incheon for well over two years, the male still struggled to even remember the very street he lived on. A small frown tugs on the corners of his mouth as his eyes dart around, searching for any hint of familiarity.
Nothing familiar in the slightest catches his eyes, the male having to take a few steps back as if to quite literally retrace his steps. He could’ve sworn the natural foods store was down this very block, but instead he was met with a small convenience store. Chanyeol’s frown becomes more prominent, the taller male continuing to search for even the smallest clue as to where he was.
His anxiety starts to get the better of him, the male frozen in the middle of the side walk as his eyes dart around searching for at least one friendly face who wouldn’t mind helping him. One of the many traits to have followed from childhood, the taller had a certain knack getting lost even in his own hometown. He fidgets with the sleeve of his jacket, feeling his eyes start to water at the notion of not being able to return home in time to tend to his plants. Probably not the most practical thing to worry about when one is lost, though his phone was currently dead so asking even a friend for assistance was near impossible.
His gaze timidly falls on an older male, only a few feet away from himself. A deep, yet soft voice calls out, his eyes fixated on the ground. “A-Ah.. excuse me.. could you.. help me..” He nearly whispers at this point, Chanyeol was pretty sure not even the people passing by heard him.
