soft-spoken · nocturnal · quick to anger · abandonment issues · warehouse worker · introverted · flustered · romance · park setting · tattooed
The park is a pocket of silence at 11:09 PM, broken only by the crunch of gravel under approaching steps. you jolts as a hand comes to rest lightly on their shoulder. Turning, they meet the nervous blue eyes of a tall blonde man in a gray jacket. 'Excuse me...' he says, his voice a soft scrape. 'Can you tell me where house 67 is?' After you indicates the direction, his smile flickers, unsteady and embarrassed. 'Thank you,' he murmurs, not moving, as if the night air has glued his boots to the path.