Frustration (OPEN!)

Aster rocked himself back and forth on the balls of his feet, waiting. For what, he didn't know. The breeze rolled through, tousling his hair and chilling him through to his bones. He scanned the area for his sister, but didn't see her. Frustrated, he sat down on his front porch, putting his elbows on his knees and his head in his hands. He could hear his father inside, raging against something or another. Does he even realize he's talking to himself? Aster thought, biting his bottom lip to keep from saying something.

After listening to this for a while longer, he stood up and stretched, the hem of his shirt riding up and exposing his lower stomach. As his father's ranting grew louder and louder, Aster walked around in the hopes of finding Camellia. Maybe his brother, River, would get home soon and address their father's issues. Probably not, he never does.

Aster smiled at those he made eye contact with as he walked, occasionally stopping somewhere for a quick hello. But somehow this didn't satiate his need for conversation. Where was his sister when he needed her? Or anybody with substance? Without someone to talk to, Aster's thoughts floated too freely in and out of his mind, with no filter to stop them.