Board Thread:RolePlay/@comment-35087380-20190106000608/@comment-37173503-20190121214449

Elsye's eyes narrowed as Keynen got up from his spot on the bench beside her.

"Where are you going?" she demanded, her hand trembling between the pages of the library book she was clutching. But as an Empath, she already knew.

Keynen shrugged. "I can't do this anymore, Els. I'm sorry. It's time to move on."

And he left without another word.

Biting her bottom lip, Elsye choked back tears and shoved her book roughly into her backpack. She stared at the ground, tears blurring her vision as she stumbled into the nearest store, which happened to be filled with all kinds of sugar. She reached for a box of Prattles, but then her eyes settled on bottles on Cinnacreme instead and she grabbed five cans. She shuffled miserably up to the cashier, her heart breaking with every step.

''It's time to move on. ''What did that even mean?

Elsye spied a colorful-haired girl walking up to the cashier too. She gave a shy nod, too afraid that her mascara would be running down her face. She didn't want anyone to know she was crying.