Snippet #1507981

As the night drew a nice breeze, the redhead shiver slightly pulling the collar of his coat up to his ear. Demetri should be back home doing his chores and school work, but here he was wasting precious time by having a walk. He did give himself credit for trying to finish it up, but his mind was filled with so much thoughts that he just needed some air. He considered taking a few drinks so he'd be able to relax, but he wouldn't want to end up making stupid mistakes while tipsy or drunk.

He stumbled slightly feeling a body crashing into him. He growled slightly at the fool before taking a good look at him. He normally would have yelled at the male to watch where he was going- but would not throw a punch unless he started it. But how could he harm him? He was so small, so scared, so delicate and so lost. His face was so pale that he could compare it to porcelain.He couldn't believe that the object before him was a human being. Then he noticed the red stains on his shirt, the scent was familiar but he didn't want to believe it; he was too pure to be stained with blood.

His eyes softened and he stretched a hand out to help the male up. "It's okay," He said trying to be as gentle as possible, he wouldn't want to frighten the male. "But you should be more careful. Do you need any help?"