Precious | @Agnes
It was as bright as ever, a night in the city was still as lively as a day in it, perhaps even more so. Tiz was wandering around, a slight throbbing in his head keeping him awake. As tired as the young man's body was, his mind refused to rest. The headaches he had been experiencing frequently had the shepherd out for many nights, coming home perhaps only when the sun was soon to rise.
It was one of those days, and rather than let his throbbing head get the better of him, he left his apartment to walk around the city, an attempt to get a breather of sorts. Not that it ever truly worked. No matter how exhausted he was when he returned to his quarters in the early mornings it was not his tiredness that let him get some sort of sleep but rather the unbearable pain that shot through the young man's head.
As he meandered through the large expanse of the city, letting the lights from building to building blend together, only focusing on the road beneath his feet, he bumped straight into someone--
"Ah..." he froze as he was just about to apologize. Of all the people he longed not to see in his sorry state, it had to be her.
Scratching the back of his head and lifting it the best he could, in the most nonchalant voice the shepherd could muster he let out, "O-Oh, good evening Agnes, y-you're out quite late, huh?"
