I'm undecided about you again...
WHO: Rue and OPEN.
WHERE: Around the City.
WHEN: The night of the 12th.
WARNINGS: Sad, angry birdgirl.
SUMMARY: Rue's boyfriend kinda-sorta broke up with her at Prom. Still furious and upset, she takes the long walk home instead of just flying like she knows she can. Isn't that smart?
If she had felt conspicuous at the dance, now Rue felt even more so. Walking along the sidewalks, she could see people sneaking furtive glances her way. She only halfheartedly glared back. She didn't care. She looked strange and unkempt, and she knew it. Her hair was falling from its bun, thin strands were stuck to her neck with sweat. Her toeshoes were filthy, they weren't made for walking the streets, after all.
Tired of walking in front of all those lights and eyes, Rue decided to cut through the park. At least it was quiet here, and dark, devoid of everything but the occasional bird. She slowed in her walking. It was almost nice, being here like this. Almost.
WHERE: Around the City.
WHEN: The night of the 12th.
WARNINGS: Sad, angry birdgirl.
SUMMARY: Rue's boyfriend kinda-sorta broke up with her at Prom. Still furious and upset, she takes the long walk home instead of just flying like she knows she can. Isn't that smart?
If she had felt conspicuous at the dance, now Rue felt even more so. Walking along the sidewalks, she could see people sneaking furtive glances her way. She only halfheartedly glared back. She didn't care. She looked strange and unkempt, and she knew it. Her hair was falling from its bun, thin strands were stuck to her neck with sweat. Her toeshoes were filthy, they weren't made for walking the streets, after all.
Tired of walking in front of all those lights and eyes, Rue decided to cut through the park. At least it was quiet here, and dark, devoid of everything but the occasional bird. She slowed in her walking. It was almost nice, being here like this. Almost.