Why Bother With A Title
04-19-2013, 06:59 PM
The girl was spinning all around inside, Rum could see it in her eyes. Besides her almost loss of balance and her staggering appearance, Rum walked over next to her offering his shoulder. This was something Rum would never do to a stranger, but when it came to an injury his perspective always changed. The boy wasn't necessarily heartless, he was just quiet and kept to himself most of the time. He wasn't social almost his entire life, and he didn't plan on having friends or a family at this point. He wasn't going to pressure the girl to use him as a leaning post, but he was definitely there for it. "Sorry..Couldn't tell you." He looked at the blood running down her face and attempted to lick some of it off to keep it from her eyes. "So do you think you're okay?" Walk "Talk" Think |