[ john looks near startled to death when she actually calls him out from where he's watching her, slumped against a tree and trying to seem like he's just getting some air. which, really, is what he came out here for, to get out of that hovel he hides in, but the park is good for people watching.
maybe he feels, sometimes, like this is the closest he can get to living with them again. he only really does this at night, though. too many people during the day, too many cops too. no one usually pays him much mind at night. except, it seems, for this girl. he stares at her for a long while after she talks to him, looking like he's about to bolt the opposite direction (and that's what he should do, really - his picture was all over the news a year back).
but john's been starved for human connection, and it's just one girl, right? so long as she doesn't see his face completely, it's alright, isn't it? ]
Didn't have anything in mind. [ john shrugs, as he paces over, hands stuffed in his jacket, and takes a seat a few feet away from her. ] I just liked listening. You're really good.
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maybe he feels, sometimes, like this is the closest he can get to living with them again. he only really does this at night, though. too many people during the day, too many cops too. no one usually pays him much mind at night. except, it seems, for this girl. he stares at her for a long while after she talks to him, looking like he's about to bolt the opposite direction (and that's what he should do, really - his picture was all over the news a year back).
but john's been starved for human connection, and it's just one girl, right? so long as she doesn't see his face completely, it's alright, isn't it? ]
Didn't have anything in mind. [ john shrugs, as he paces over, hands stuffed in his jacket, and takes a seat a few feet away from her. ] I just liked listening. You're really good.