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Who: Kar and Greg
When: Over the weekend.
Where: I keep thinking a park, high schoolers don't tend to do parks so they'd be safe around each other there.
Warnings: Mild smut, some angst.
Faded.
It was a place she went when thigns were just getting to be too crazy for her. When she needed the fresh air, needed to think without someone feeding an ipinion into her head. The people that mattered knew when they didn't know where she was, she was probably there. And very few people really mattered. The project she'd just assigned her sophomores had proven to get the best of her, emotionally. Her sickness was snowing down as she neared the end of the first trimester, she rarely got sick anymore, now she had to fight from getting emotional. Half the time she told herself 'you don't really feel this way'. It didn't seem normal.
She sat on a bench, looking out over an empty field, leaning her head onto her knees. She wasn't even sure what her problem was today. She just knew she had to get out, get away from what was becoming routine. She needed that air, that stillness. The chance to tell herself she was ok. And slowly nature took it's course, and helped her relax a little bit as she sat.
When: Over the weekend.
Where: I keep thinking a park, high schoolers don't tend to do parks so they'd be safe around each other there.
Warnings: Mild smut, some angst.
Faded.
It was a place she went when thigns were just getting to be too crazy for her. When she needed the fresh air, needed to think without someone feeding an ipinion into her head. The people that mattered knew when they didn't know where she was, she was probably there. And very few people really mattered. The project she'd just assigned her sophomores had proven to get the best of her, emotionally. Her sickness was snowing down as she neared the end of the first trimester, she rarely got sick anymore, now she had to fight from getting emotional. Half the time she told herself 'you don't really feel this way'. It didn't seem normal.
She sat on a bench, looking out over an empty field, leaning her head onto her knees. She wasn't even sure what her problem was today. She just knew she had to get out, get away from what was becoming routine. She needed that air, that stillness. The chance to tell herself she was ok. And slowly nature took it's course, and helped her relax a little bit as she sat.