[ daphne is out for a stroll, trying to avoid anything too scandalous. the summer is rife with those opportunities, she's realized, and she tries to duck low. her path takes her near a park though, where there's a noticeable clustering of people. it catches her sight for a moment, but she looks away and decides to keep on at a quicker pace.
her gray eyes do sneak back though, and a familiar figure with a distinct fall of hair comes into her sight. it couldn't be. she freezes, blinks and moves toward the fence. she will not go into the park, she decides, spotting collars and leashes being used on people. she frowns, disgust rising in her throat like bile, and she clasps onto the fence. ]
Penelope? [ she hopes she's wrong, honestly, eyes wide and expression empathetic for whoever it might be that turns around. they're not close, but she is such a close family friend. she wouldn't be able to continue on without stopping. ]
dog park
her gray eyes do sneak back though, and a familiar figure with a distinct fall of hair comes into her sight. it couldn't be. she freezes, blinks and moves toward the fence. she will not go into the park, she decides, spotting collars and leashes being used on people. she frowns, disgust rising in her throat like bile, and she clasps onto the fence. ]
Penelope? [ she hopes she's wrong, honestly, eyes wide and expression empathetic for whoever it might be that turns around. they're not close, but she is such a close family friend. she wouldn't be able to continue on without stopping. ]