I Miss You || OPEN

vodkawithlime:

                     ”…I wish I had a photo of you guys.”

                                                 { She’s talking to herself. Whispering in fact as she looks at the photo. She doesn’t have anything to remember her parents by except for a small teddy bear from her father }

                       _{He kind of wished he hadn’t stumbled into the room right then.}

_{As soon as he had, his eyes laid on a female– rather distraught in his eyes. If he was to channel his emotional side, something that had a hard time finding it’s way to the surface, then he’d say she was more than likely going through some sort of a troublesome time. She was sad, or at least that’s the vibe he got. Perhaps leaving before she’d notice him was the better idea–}