I am completely mostly almost positive [open]

[watsthename]

Who:  Delirium and whoever she runs into.
What:  It's not that Del's having a Bad Day so much as she just can't understand why she can't find Death and Despair
Where:  All over the City.
When: Today, throughout the day and into the night
Warnings: Teeentatively none.  Probably creepiness.
Format: quickpara whatever

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[mistersensitive]

Thom's walking back from work and trying to make a list of all the gifts he hasn't bought yet and... When is he going to find the time to do Christmas shopping at all?

At least he doesn't have any money problem because this would --

His train of thoughts is stopped by something... someone? He's feeling something but it's not a wound or cancer or... nothing he can pinpoint. But it's from... there. That woman.

Before he can wonder if it's a good idea, he's walking hesitantly toward her, trying not to look as uncertain as he feels.

"Hey? Uhm. Are you... okay?" Because accosting strangers with the excuse 'you feel weird' is such a great idea.

[watsthename]

Delirium looks up at the man walking towards her. She's standing barefooted in the street and every now and then something about that seems to prompt someone or another to ask her if she's okay. They always quickly leave, but she tells them all the same anyway.

"I don't know. People ask all the time, you know, but I don't know. I'm not falling apart or anything, but I can't find my sisters and they should be here don't you think?"

[mistersensitive]

Oh. Kay.

Thom doesn't like to judge -- if having Ruth as a friend taught him something, it's that deciding someone's crazy after twenty seconds of contact is wrong.

And she looks very lost. "Oh. Uhm. Do you know where... your sisters are? Any hint?"

[watsthename]

She shakes her head, frowning.

"They um.... they aren't here." She spreads her arms to gesture to the street and the world as a whole.