Sleeping in the Streets || [open]

thetruejellyfishlady:

As she walked down the street, her heels clicking on the concrete and her mask securely on her face, ready to get enough food for dinner she saw something a bit odd. She noticed a young man walking out form an alleyway a bit disheveled. She didn’t know what to make of him. But as he approached her and he spoke she felt as if he was a kind person.

“This street? It’s Yoyogi. You’re right outside the north district.” She told him. He looked as though he were exhausted, mentally and physically. “Are you alright?” She asked.

╢番犬╟ 『 Hm…  How he did get there? He was in a worse situation that he had thought. Now he would think it twice before going out without tell anyone, well, without telling his father after all.

『 No… I’m lost and I don’t know how to go back home, but I think I have an idea of way back home.. He lied, he didn’t have any minimal idea of how get back and he didn’t want to trouble someone with his problems. Oh, how he regretted of not telling his father. Now that he was thinking about him, that lady looked like him, no, she didn’t look like him, she was exactly like him, the same hair, same clothes, same eyes. Who was this lady? And why she was the exact reflection of his father?

『 Who are you?  He asked with a serious look in his eyes.

6 years ago on 09.15.14 ✖ 6 notes

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