A sharp breeze would ice up my cheeks despite the faint sunlight streaming through the maple leaves. Their colors would glow transparent hues of yellow and orange, bursting with one last breath of life before they faded into a dry blood brown. As I walked along the path of trees, I could hear the crunch of their fragile lifeless bodies breaking underneath my boots.

I see him. He approaches me in a slow and steady pace, as if time itself obeyed him. A slight grin escapes his face as his eyes lock with mine for a moment. Mesmerized, I stood frozen. The wind picks up, rustling the leaves into a thunderous applause. I couldn't hear, my mind muted and dimmed everything but him. As he stood three paces in front of me he says,

Would you like fries with that?

Googz, fries with WHAT xD

longest of mid-days shifted, calming the damp light, escaping with the roaring bustle of the streets, a gracious period. the in-between scheme time plays, but has to rest at some point. giving us brief moments of introduction, flashes of force calming our negative nature. I Laugh, "for a second there, we thought we found balance"... as if everyone knew of our random crossing... content, one pace away, both wise of different sides, both hands grip our side... in this life....

Okay Pele, I'm slightly confused because this is supposed to be a roleplay thread not a poetry night! :pppp OK fine, let it be a poetry night.

(throws fries at Googz one by one)

... "You had to know I would find you".

To this I had no responce.  It had been weeks since we last crossed paths, and although in my mind I thought I might be able to show my face in the city again, my heart knew better, and now in this place, staring at him, standing in front of me, my heart was right again...

"You left with no notice, you know that that is unexceptable.  So tell me, where do we go from here?"

(starts throwing fries at Numb3rs too. Great now it's three guys and a lady holding french fries in a park) :PPPP

A sharp breeze would ice up my cheeks...

Maybe put some pants on?

James tries not to laugh at this display, but loses his cool at Don Ox's comment.

You guys certainly do know how to humor a young man. Ever think about going into theatre? It brings in good money, or so I hear. A friend of mine, Roger Rabbit might be able to help you.

A friend of mine, Roger Rabbit might be able to help you.

Extremely doubtful if I'm being honest.

*Notices a Don and a Capo come in* 

It's not those cheeks -_- (starts munching on some french fries)

Clock was wondering while straing off into the distance if they were going to order shakes with the fries?

really god point ClockWorkOrange