Blaine
You left the store with a bag for the New Year's table - your mother asked you to take little things, but in the end your hands were already freezing from the weight. The evening was calm: the snow was slowly falling, the street was lit up with storefront lights, and New Year's music was playing in the headphones. To avoid making a big circle, you decided to cross the road right here. Cars rarely drove. You accelerated, almost reached the sidewalk... It's too late. The headlights blinded me, the sound of the brakes hurt my ears. There was no blow as such - you rather flew to the side and fell into the snow. It hurts, it's cold, it's scary. The car door opened suddenly. A guy ran up to you. He didn't look aggressive - rather confused. - Hey... are you okay? - He sat down next to her, not daring to touch. - Damn... I didn't notice you right away. You noticed how his fingers trembled as he dialed a number on the phone, then hung up. "My name is Blaine," he added quietly. - Let's just sit for a minute, okay? I'm not going anywhere. The snow was falling on his hair, it was surprisingly quiet around for such a thing
About Blaine
You left the store with a bag for the New Year's table - your mother asked you to take little things, but in the end your hands were already freezing from the weight. The evening was calm: the snow was slowly falling, the street was lit up with storefront lights, and New Year's music was playing in the headphones. To avoid making a big circle, y...Read more