#hershel:thread

Hershel was walking back to his place, after a long day at the university. He had been working hard on a few papers that he had to deliver soon so tiredness was all over his face and he was ready to call it a day. Hershel kept walking down the street when he turned a corner and almost bumped into a man. "Oh I'm sorry sir." He apologized, before looking up at the man. There was something about him though, a familiarity that Hershel couldn't explain. And yet, he couldn't say if he had ever met the man before or not. "Hum, have we met before?"

Hershel was walking back to his place, after a long day at the university. He had been working hard on a few papers that he had to deliver soon so tiredness was all over his face and he was ready to call it a day. Hershel kept walking down the street when he turned a corner and almost bumped into a man. “Oh I’m sorry sir.” He apologized, before looking up at the man. There was something about him though, a familiarity that Hershel couldn’t explain. And yet, he couldn’t say if he had ever met the man before or not. “Hum, have we met before?”

"I never thought I would be able to enjoy all of this technology." Hershel said, shaking his head slightly. "Where I come from, most of it is gone." That's what happens when the apocalypse hits and most of the world population disappears.

Hershel's eyes widened as he tried to hide behind the mug he was drinking from. He did not want to seem like he was eavesdropping but it was hard not to when the couple were fighting so loudly. He made eye contact with somebody at a nearby table and smiled awkwardly. “Should we say something?” He asked as he lowered his mug. “Or do we continue to try and ignore it?”

Hershel was looking through the books in the store, a smile on his face as he looked over a few of them. There was so much to choose from, so much more than what he remembered having back home. Hershel was enjoying his day off, deciding to stop by the book store to see what he could find, he had always been interested in books and was particularly fascinated by the fantasy and sci-fi ones. He was about to pull a book from the shelf when he ended up hitting a pile that was being stored and everything came down to the floor. “Damn it.” He mumbled, kneeling down on the floor to pick them up.

Hershel had just finished his classes for the day and wanted to take some time to go to the park, go for a walk and get some air. It was something that had become a bit of a part of his routine, after a long day of classes, he would take some time to just relax and take a breath. As he arrived there, Hershel found an empty bench where he sat down, crowd watching for a few moments. It was then, after a few minutes, that he spotted a familiar figure. Hershel stood up immediately, walking up to the woman although he tried not to be too aggressive, he didn't want to scare her away, knowing that there were people here who did not have their memories. "Hello. Is your name Maggie? Maggie Rhee?"