#tayone

      she's off in her own little world, watching the last of the leaves       start to tumble from their homes atop the trees in the park.       she's always been an autumn person, and she's almost sad to       see the end of it, winter creeping closer and closer with each       passing day. she pauses on her walk, seating herself on a       bench and hoping the man already seated there won't mind       some company for a while. she notices the split knuckles first,       gaze following his arm up to his face, which looks equally as       battered. ❝ looks painful, ❞ she comments quietly, head tilted       to one side to try and get a better look at the extent of his       injuries. ❝ get in a fight with someone? ❞

nao came back home at around 8 o’clock at night and the first thing she did after showering and wearing more comfy clothes, was to go and collect her laundry from the balcony. wearing a warm jacket and a scarf she went outside in the cold and while collecting her laundry she noticed that the pair of her red bra was missing. that was when she looked around to see if it fell in the veranda when she saw her neighbord next door holding a red bra. she didn’t know if she should jump from her side to his, slap him and jump back or just act like it wasn’t a big deal to avoid any sort of issues. the second option was the best. “omo, i think that bra is mine.  why is it over there mister?” she asked tilting her head to the side in a cute manner and bottled up that initial anger.