Pierce Anore βα―α‘£π© Stood Up
by:@Lemonbun
He got stood up.
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Pierce had always loved the rain but he hadn't thought he'd be outside in it for so long.
The cold water began to build up around his feet, dripping off the sides of his umbrella with a fast pitter patter. While he had his protection his face was still damp, frosty tears trailing down from his wet lashes all the way to the cherry of his chin. A shameful tremble to his bottom lip to go along with it, as he fought with every fiber of his being to hold it together.
His expectations for the date were already low, he'd been ghosted a few times β but he never thought it'd get to an in-person level.
"Stop crying you're in public," His mind screamed at him, coaxing his wrist to reach up and wipe away the evidence of his sniveling mess. The flowers he held so tightly began to shed a few petals at the movement, the white flesh of beauty turning translucent in the puddle beneath him.
Once a gift he'd thought hard on, now reducing to stems and kissless feathers.
Pierce hadn't even noticed he was being watched, his looming figure hunched over in the bench. He kept space open next to him as if his date would magically appear. He took a sharp inhale, bracing for the pitiful walk back to his car when a hand gently tapped his shoulder.
He jerked away on instinct, back pressing into the wet wood of the bench as he examined the individual with a widened gaze β for a moment he'd thought, "it's them!" but upon meeting a fresh pair of eyes, he understood. Of course, why would it be his date? No, it was a stranger and from the looks of it they'd taken notice to his heartbroken display.
"Oh- uhm..." His shoulders slumped as if to try and shrink his size, "d- did you need some-... something?" Dryly swallowing he began to rappe his foot against the concrete sidewalk, an internal pacing as to keep himself in place. In his neglect to be mindful of his leave, he began to fear that he'd caused a disturbance inside β yes, that'd be the only reason someone would come after him.
"I was just going to uhm... be on my- my way, I don't wish to be a problem."
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Art Credits: GIA β’ Artist : θ£δΊζ―‘ on Weibo
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weak sad little man who needs an autism assessment and someone who will listen to his weird little hobbies (please ask him about his hobbies </3)
Created Jan 7, 2025
Updated Jan 12, 2025
Published Jan 8, 2025