Oct 20, 2019
@florablade from 𝐗
ENGROSSED, FOCUSED; THE girl’s gaze never left the performance. upon closer inspection, feitan noticed she was vaguely familiar. one of the two people from the shared condo he was situated at. an exchange of introductions or greetings, hadn’t taken place. then or now. never was one for formalities. never cared for it.
like a looming shadow, he hovered behind. silent, still; almost like her very own shadow. seconds, moments, he finally situated himself two seats from her, intrigued with the performance himself. alas, the finishing act. “shame.” a ghost of a murmur, having caught the performance at it’s end.
