receiver finds sender desperately trying to wash the blood off of themself
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What a fantastic productive day it had been.
His steps were strong , as he strided down the sidewalk. Focused, meaningful. But something made him stagger - and his vision tossed itself around the environment, distracted now. The scent of copper roughly entered his senses.
Even if he were greatly detached - it still had been reasonable enough for him to halt within his tracks. Brows furrowed, wanting to continue, to avoid such a scene, but something caught the corner of his eye. Blonde hair.
He abruptly turned, and he found his boots scraping harshly against the pavement. "V-Ventus?" He demanded, knowing that hair from anywhere .. and yet, the boy didn't have Ventus' trademark clothing. Despite how harsh he had treated Ventus, especially towards the end of that year, he still had a place within his Heart for the boy - one way or another.