#grlmars

    THE SEVERITY of the crash betrays that she’s had a rather unfortunate landing; he can’t say his, however, was much better.  He calmly tucks his expensive sunglasses into the pocket of his suit jacket, the vivid blue and orange as saturated as the desert sand and cerulean sky.  ❝ Hi, ❞ he offers rather plainly; he extends a palm-forward hand to help her stand, what he assumes -- or otherwise hopes -- is a universal greeting of goodwill.  Speaking in English – at least for now – he explains, ❝ I’m here to help you; there’s no need to be afraid. ❞

“ hey... are you lost...? y’need a bus ticket...? or uh - or a ride? ”

Thank you! <3 <3 That means a lot (Especially since you’ve known this disaster boy the longest)

the other girl sounds scared and it makes liv's heart hurt. livvy wonders almost distantly if she's ever sounded that afraid, and her resolve hardens. they aren't getting near her. she'll burn through them if she has to. " stay behind me, just in case. this could get really messy. " a pause, " i'm liv, by the way. "