Who: Tova and Open. When: Late evening. Where: Outside The Last Round. What: Tova makes a poor attempt at clearing her mind and looking for distractions.
Tova stood outside of the Last Round resting her back up against the wall as she stared up that the sky. The day had been, eventful. More so than she had hoped or even liked and the one big house she called home suddenly seemed so small and after having spent the last couple of hours in the woods she had finally given in and returned to town again.
She'd gotten a coffee and some food and soon found herself just wandering, she wasn't quite ready to return home just yet. Sighing Tova looked down at the pavement and kicked at a piece of gravel, watching as it bounced off.