Maybe it wasn't a worm, then. She speculated that boy had no clue what he was doing, either, because he was fidgeting and stuttering about. The more she thought about it, he was probably like that because he was—for some reason—soaking wet. There hadn't been any rain, had there? Annie cocked an inquiring brow.
Her eyes followed his hand, which made quick on an attempt to conceal the stick from her sight. It was more ornamental than she'd originally thought, and a little larger, too. Maybe he'd failed to carve a walking stick? Or maybe whatever had splashed him had split it in two? Yes, that had to be it.
"You don't have to be ashamed, you know. Things break all the time," she said, craning her neck to the side in another attempt to get a good look. "Did it break? It looks expensive."
Her eyes followed his hand, which made quick on an attempt to conceal the stick from her sight. It was more ornamental than she'd originally thought, and a little larger, too. Maybe he'd failed to carve a walking stick? Or maybe whatever had splashed him had split it in two? Yes, that had to be it.
"You don't have to be ashamed, you know. Things break all the time," she said, craning her neck to the side in another attempt to get a good look. "Did it break? It looks expensive."
— beautiful set by MJ <3 —