new paths

The alcohol seemed to be going down much easier than Clementine had anticipated. She had come alone this evening, intending on catching the nice event with the company of people that she knew and could find in the park instead of making designated plans to hang out with a certain group of people the whole night. Perhaps drinking alone wasn’t the best idea that the blonde had come up with thus far, but she didn’t care about any drawbacks. It was too good of an evening to pass up. After purchasing a new drink, she turned around and went straight into the person directly behind her. “Oi!” She steadied herself, making sure that she didn’t spill any alcohol on herself or the other person, then gave the person she basically assaulted a small smile. “I’m sorry - I hope I didn’t pour anything on you? I can pay to have it cleaned if so.”

       her sister had long left her in favor of meeting her fiance’s friends , instead of leaving a less than thrilled helena alone in her wake . there were familiar faces , greetings exchanged , but if she’d been honest with herself , the only thing her mind was filled with was questions of what would be her wish . it was silly , to believe in things like that . (    & really , there was part of her that didn’t . but a bigger part WANTED to believe , and that had to count for something , right ?    ) . adorned in a cream colored dress (    one she’d quickly realized was a mistake to wear to an outdoor event    ) she’d been waiting in line , hand clenched around her clutch . the impact of the other made her step back , wide eyes looking from her dress to the other . of course . “ ah - um , i don’t -  ” she looked down , fingers touching at the fabric to see if it was wet . “ i don’t think anything got on me . ”

Harrison has a cigarette between his teeth as sat on his blanket in the park, scribbling the sky into his sketch book. Regardless of the entire event, this was what he did most nights. He wanted to know more about astronomy and about the stories of all the constellations. But who had the time while in graduate school? Harrison glanced up only enough to see a pair of shoes, thinking it was the event coordinator again. “Now I’m in the designated smoking area so don’t tell me to get up and move again.” He mumbled.

        her fingers tapped against the side of her leg .nervous . she tended to be , at places like this . there were too many people , too much happening , it was just . . . too much for her . in favor of the silence that often came with people who were too busy brooding , she decided to wander on the out skirts of the area . the smell hit her first before her eyes were able to see who it was . “ i - ” her hands went up , waving in front of her as if to make sure to prove her innocence , “ i wasn’t . that - you can do that . i just needed a minute or two to think , do you mind ? ”