fendi prints on // o - introduction

[rainier]

Rainier responded with a tight-lipped smile that grew more mischievous the closer that Jeong got. They pulled at the heavy scarf that sat upon their shoulders idly, fingers tugging and pinching handfuls of ratty blue patterned fabric. It had been curtains an eternity ago, but Rainier had been cold. Now it was a square of fabric large enough to be considered a blanket, folded and creased and wrestled into an acceptable scarf shape from which that quiet, knowing face peered out into the world. On colder days, they could wrap their head and it did wonders for their chilly ears. On slow ones, it became the swishiest possible cape, rendering them instantly dashing.

“[color=#77BFC7]Not lost, just sightseeing.” As if there was anything around here that they hadn’t seen before. “[color=#77BFC7]I appreciate the concern though, stranger.” Rainier chimed happily, offering a hand to shake (fortunately, their right hand had not yet suffered their bored gnawing). They bowed their head forward just slightly, pale hair brushing against their cheekbones as it fell forward. It was short, but they still felt it needed a trim. Hard to find someone to do that for them around here. Annoyingly even harder to find scissors.