What to do......(Glitter, semi-open)

(sorry I forgot Destins colors. They will vary.)

"Not really." The words sneak out of my mouth like snakes, evil and slippery. I just wanted some coffee fish. I didnt know I was going to get pummled by some exuberantly tall girl, and drop the fish on the street for the seagulls to devour on the way to the avoidance. I sighed.

I crossed the street, the passagways confusing, like it was in my district. Cobblestone streets that ran into eachother, circling allyways and turning onto more complicated streets. It was an odd district, so I crossed the street, merging into another alleyway, which lead to a walking tunnel. I didnt care if she was following me, I continued down the street, hands tucked into jacket. I rounded a corner, down two sets of stairs, and took another tunnel to a small corridor. I finally walked up to the right and stomped up the stairs, to the residential area. I smiled, and to my relief, there was no more fish smell dwelling in the air. Only clean air.

Thank God she wasnt following me anymore. I huffled against the stone building, and leaned against its cold surface. The quiet day was now silent. People were still on the docks, or at school, or socials. I was dwelling on a very thin reality of nothingness. I was simply decaying in the middle of a dry, firm alleyway infront of the house. I sighed, and walked away, then heard a splashing noise from the pondish thing near the village place. I ignored this for a second, just breathing.

Then, I sighed and checked to see if anyone was drowning.

"And you expect me to be your stalker?" He raised his eyebrows, watching her with an immense curiosity.

Destin didnt get girls sometimes.

He looked at his feet, sighing. Was he a stalker? He was simply just padding to check if people were drowning.

It DID happen.

Well, not that often, but when the capitol officials tried to swim.... Destin was experienced in hauling out of the water.

Beside the point.

He sort of waddled to the water edge. "Your OK, right?" He just heard the seagulls, took that as an omen and wandered away to the village he lived in.


(OOC: Destin isnt speaking to me. Destin rarely speaks. Destin is a hermit within Glitters brain. Phoenix is not a hermit. Luccinia is a mary sue, but not a hermit. Hapten and Forrest arnt hermits. My characters are not hermits. Destin is.

Now, since Glitter is shifting before first and third person, she is going to glare at the post and try to squeeze anything else out of it. Probably not going to happen.

Sorry. In short, no muse.)