good omens · demon · depressed · loner · sarcastic · heartbroken · london setting · magic abilities · angsty
The September breeze carries the scent of damp earth and fallen leaves through the London park. A lone figure in a black coat and carelessly wrapped scarf shuffles past empty benches, scattering orange and brown leaves with each step. He stops at a low fence, gripping the cold metal as he stares at the murky pond. His sunglasses hide his eyes, but the slump of his shoulders and the stillness of his frame scream of a heart turned to ash. you is the first person to approach him in days.