#weapn

@weapn​: “ .. I can’t stay. ”

UNPROMPTED     /    always accepting .

         THE FLEECE BLANKET LAID folded neatly on his arm. Clean and fresh, it smelled like Scott’s preferred laundry detergent. He hoped it could bring her comfort as much as it could bring him some peace of mind on his own bad days.

         The little girl doesn’t speak much. He didn’t mind. Scott figured she would open up when she feels like it. For now, he rather had his mind set on making sure she could feel safe here, with him and the others. Scott didn’t take a seat on the couch with her. He did leave the folded blanket on the empty cushion beside her. Instead, he sought to lean against the arm rest of the sofa adjacent to where she was seated, and crossed his arms over his chest.

livvy very nearly doesn’t spot the other girl. it’s rainy and dreary looking and the kind of day where it seems to be dark far too early and naturally the park is empty save for her and her bright yellow raincoat and pink boots. the rain soaked playground isn’t appealing to her though- it’s the deep puddles forming near the water fountain and the little leaf-boats she’s launching across them.

“ hello! ” she calls once she see’s that it’s just another little girl, likely out to enjoy the puddles as well. “ d’you wanna play with me? ”

     NOT I, NOR ANYONE ELSE CAN TRAVEL THAT ROAD FOR YOU;  Jason looked at her slowly, still as a hare. He didn’t think anyone else would be out. Robin regarding her as they both stood in the alley, something about her eyes, how they looked nearly through him. Spooky. It was late. He wasn’t supposed to be out and he figure she wasn’t supposed to be either. Weird to see anyone even wandering around, especially someone his own age.    ❝ Are you lost? ❞    It seems like an odd question after he says it.