( didn’t your parents ever tell you to not to climb too high? ) Quite the opposite actually. Ricky found that question insanely humorous, considering that he spent most of his life growing up high at the tops of them. Although he was unable to reach out to the top, he settled for a relatively high branch. Despite his want to spend all day inside the comfort of his room, he knew it was good to spend sometime outside. ( christopher constantly reminding him that at least one (1) hour outside was healthy ) He figured he had to make the most of it. ( nature sounds and a decent book he borrowed from christopher being his only company up there ) With his backpack hanging by his dangling foot, he slightly swung it side to side to get some means of motion.
( T H U D , T H U D, THUD ) A mixture of surprise and embarrassment filled him as he heard his backpack hit branch after branch after branch; until finally hitting the ground. He considered leaving it there until a sound followed the fallen backpack. Stuffing the book in the back of his jeans carefully, he hurriedly rushed to the root of the issue. “I-i’m sorry.” He stammered out, taking a deep breath before picking up the patched up backpack. “D-did I.. Did it hurt you?” He asked, turning to face the other.











