[he stands up when she non-squeakily pedals up, shifting on his feet without approaching her, waits for her to come to him. he keeps his hands in his pockets, usually because he tries to keep to himself as much as possible, but today because they're scabbed and bruised from pummeling a boy to shit in the street. it's been a morning]
I didn't know who else to call. [it's not an answer but whatever. he nods gratefully that she came and looks down]
Her parents said they found her yesterday. On the..on the interstate. [he's trying to keep an even head about relaying this information but it's obviously eating at him. maybe he never expected to see her again, but dead?]
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I didn't know who else to call. [it's not an answer but whatever. he nods gratefully that she came and looks down]
Her parents said they found her yesterday. On the..on the interstate. [he's trying to keep an even head about relaying this information but it's obviously eating at him. maybe he never expected to see her again, but dead?]