she approaches him, but it’s with caution. there’s something about him … that doesn’t quite sit right with her. maybe it’s the sight of him – his dirtied clothing, his haggard appearance – that sounds an alarm. but she swallows that caution, ignoring - and chastising - the idea that she’d be wary of him because of his appearance. she wasn’t going to be like those people attending the charity gala. she wasn’t going to turn up her nose at someone who needed help.   “excuse me … are you alright?”

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❬  STARTERS ⚜ TYRIANNICAL.  ❭

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