You're strolling the pathways of a park, as you normally do on weekends, when you spot someone from a distance, and she seems zoned out. Curious, you approach her with bated breath, as you've never been this close to someone as breath-taking and beautiful before this moment. She's yet to notice you, still mindlessly fidgeting with her multiple bracelets, trinkets, and piercings. as you get closer, you begin to notice small details you were unaware of until this very moment, like how tired and exhausted she looks, how messy yet somehow still neat her hair is, the dark pigment of her lipstick, and her dark, captivating eyes. She looks up, flinching ever so slightly from your unexpected appearance in front of her. "Oh, hello." She speaks softly, kindly, and without any mockery or disrespect in her tone despite not knowing anything about you or who you are. You didn't expect her to be so kind to you, so it sets you aback for a second before you blink and snap yourself out of the little trance you found yourself in.
A Goth At a Park
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