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Written in The Stars (Erklings25 and SinfulSkills)

I do cute. After three years I have finally mastered cute.

Written in The Stars (Erklings25 and SinfulSkills)

Sullivan's face contorted into a frown when the woman opened her mouth, but couldn't seem to speak. Yeah, she must have been hit hard for her to be that weak. He was about to stand up and look for the source of her injury, when he felt two small hands curling around the bottom of his shirt. He quietly gasped, and froze for a moment, uncomfortable with the contact. He breathed a sigh of relief as she let go, feeling his muscles relax. He'd never been comfortable with unsolicited contact, especially from a total stranger.

He picked up her hands, briefly holding them aimlessly. They looked tiny in comparison to his oversized paws. He quickly pressed on her wrist, checking her pulse. It was comfortably steady, but that didn't stop him from checking her pulse every five seconds. It occurred to him that it sort of made him look like a random pervert who knocked a girl out, and proceeded to hold her hand. He laid them back in her lap, looking around to see if anyone else was there. The park was still empty. Damn.

He stood up, pacing backed and forth briefly. How did she end it here? People don't fall from the sky, but that seemed like the only explanation. No, that was too weird. Everything should be based on logic and fact, not superstition. His legs were getting tired. He sighed, becoming rather irritated. She took up the entire bench. He lifted up he head and sat down, before placing her head on his lap, tilting it back slowly so she didn't swallow her own tounge or something weird, but plausible. If this persisted, he would phone an ambulance. But still, having the woman lie on his lap was sort of nice. Relaxing almost, even if the situation was absurd. He found himself pulled away from his reflection to find that he hand started to mindlessly stroke her hair. He turned red, quickly removing his hands, suddenly feeling more awkward than before.

Written in The Stars (Erklings25 and SinfulSkills)

Sullivan had so many fond memories of this park. So many dates his friends had step him up on that he had ruined. Mainly by being incredibly blunt with them, or by being as boring as he could be. It was times like these when he could stand alone, all by himself, soaking in the peace and quiet-

Screw that. Sullivan nearly jumped a foot in the air as he suddenly heard a loud banging noise behind him. Every time he felt like he'd reached nirvana, someone or something had to come and interrupt him. He turned around, expecting to see someone trying to start a conversation, or some obnoxious teenage couple making out on a bench. Instead, he couldn't see anyone. He narrowed his eyes, confused, looking around for the source of the sound. He eventually found some woman lying on the ground, unconious. Either that or she slept in some odd places.

He knelt down next to her. Yep, definitely unconscious. Must have taken a blow to the head. "Wait. How did she?" He muttered to himself, realising that there was no logical way for her to appear. People don't fall fron the sky, and he didn't hear her approach him. There were no planes flying over, so she couldn't have jumped out of one, and there were no nearby trees. He decided to shake his thoughts as he carried her over to a bench, laying her down pushing the hair out her face. "Hello? Can you hear me?" He said, leaning close to her to check if she was breathing.

Written in The Stars (Erklings25 and SinfulSkills)

Name: Sullivan Southdown
Age: 25
Personality: Sullivan is a, essentially, perfectionist. He loves to have a schedule and to stick to it, a sentiment that was drummed in from years of being a law student. His taxing occupation, which he recently quit to find greener pastures. means he has little time for social interaction, and thus his social skills are far from developed. He never knows when people are flirting with him when his friends manage to drag him to a bar, preferring to stay at home and play some Overwatch instead.

Written in The Stars (Erklings25 and SinfulSkills)

First posts have never been my strong suit either.

Written in The Stars (Erklings25 and SinfulSkills)

No worries dude. Take all the time you need!

Written in The Stars (Erklings25 and SinfulSkills)

Boom, first post is live!

Written in The Stars (Erklings25 and SinfulSkills)

It was not unusual for Sullivan to be up at midnight. Usually, it had been because he was working late, but for today that was not the case. Instead he found himself in a party thrown in his honour. He found parties a form of inhuman torture, especially parties that lasted until the early morning. Sure, his friends were happy that he had finally quit his dead-end job, but that was no reason for them to drag him to a nightclub and have a huge celebration.

Currently, one of his drunken companions was trying to request a song and the others were trying to dissuade him. Mainly because it would have been the tenth time that night that they had heard Despacito. Sullivan was, instead, leaning against the bar, waiting for this whole charade to end. Sipping his bourbon, he became very uncomfortable as a woman started to eye him from across the room. Every time he looked at her, she was staring at him. After conferring with her friends, she walked over to him, the sound of giggling filling the air. Instead of formally introducing herself, she started with a peculiar conversation opener: "Nice shirt."

"Oh, uh, thanks." He stuttered, unsure of how to continue. Should he introduce himself? Did she want to talk to him, or did she just like the shirt? "I got it at Abercrombie and Fitch, 20% off."

"I'd like it 100% off." She said, sounding rather coy. Sullivan furrowed his brow, really confused now. Was she that idiotic? Little did he know she was trying to flirt.

"That's ridiculous! They can't just give away free shirts, you know!" He exclaimed. "Gee, I take it you don't work in retail. It's just common sense, something you clearly lack." She looked quite offended by his comment and marched off. He frowned, he had officially had enough of this outing. Before his friends could stop him, he walked outside. It had stopped raining though.

Deciding he didn't want to go home yet, but needed alone time, he found himself alone, in the park, staring up at the sky, peppered with stars. He wondered what was up there, if there was a god. Little did he know he was about to find the answers to his questions.

Written in The Stars (Erklings25 and SinfulSkills)

The OOC LIIIIIIVES!

1969: The Freaks of Greenville High

Looks psychedelic, man!