The Gazebo in the Park, Tuesday Night

[prodigalpawn]

Connor sat at the top of the steps, leaning against the railing of the Gazebo. He was listening to his IPod, but only one earbud was in and the volume was turned very low. He wanted to hear the natural sounds of the night as well, if not more.

Just yesterday morning, they let me know you were gone

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[see_no_weevil]

Weevil had been doing some jogging, trying to work himself out of any sort of feelings about... everything.

He jogged up to the gazebo.

"Everybody's mopin' lately," Weevil said by greeting.

[prodigalpawn]

"...Yeah." Connor said. "Sometimes we do that." He didn't know if this guy didn't know what had happened. Or, just hadn't known Thelma, so he was reserving judgement.

[see_no_weevil]

"You knew the Thelma chick?" Weevil asked.

[prodigalpawn]

"Not well." he admitted. "I only met her a few times. But...still sucks y'know?"