08-12-2013, 09:23 AM
Torri seemed to be left alone in the aftermath of a storm nobody else seemed to realized was ever there but a few short minutes ago. Anyone who had been around to witness the initial commotion was long gone, drawn away by the siren call of hawkers, pulled off by the scent of freshly grilled food, or trailing after the groups with whom they originally came.
It was then, turning around in a slow circle, feeling the cold sting of sudden loneliness, that Torri discovered the discarded apple and she remembered the man which once snacked upon it. What had happened to him?
Torri was not an overly tall woman, even if she were to stand on her tip-toes, which she did not do, but it was clear she was searching for him. At least for the few moments her curiosity lingered.
He seemed to have disappeared. Speaking of, she could not recall him even attempting to do the one thing she asked: corral people away from the sick girl and give the family some fucking privacy. She chose to ask him because he'd held himself so confidently, was solidly built, and looked like he could easily accomplish the task. So why chuck the apple and ditch? Asshole. Torri sighed. Maybe he didn't know English?
This time she completely bypassed the coolers of pre-bottled drinks and went straight for someone with a bar, where she ordered a shot to drown the bitter taste in her mouth.
It was then, turning around in a slow circle, feeling the cold sting of sudden loneliness, that Torri discovered the discarded apple and she remembered the man which once snacked upon it. What had happened to him?
Torri was not an overly tall woman, even if she were to stand on her tip-toes, which she did not do, but it was clear she was searching for him. At least for the few moments her curiosity lingered.
He seemed to have disappeared. Speaking of, she could not recall him even attempting to do the one thing she asked: corral people away from the sick girl and give the family some fucking privacy. She chose to ask him because he'd held himself so confidently, was solidly built, and looked like he could easily accomplish the task. So why chuck the apple and ditch? Asshole. Torri sighed. Maybe he didn't know English?
This time she completely bypassed the coolers of pre-bottled drinks and went straight for someone with a bar, where she ordered a shot to drown the bitter taste in her mouth.