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this-is-their-land:

“Oh, that movie was terrible!  Honestly, you’d think Ryan Reynolds could do ten thousand times better than that garbage film!”  He shook his head.  “At least the new Deadpool movie looks to be good. Hopefully.”  At least this one was rated R.

“I’m John, by the way.  John Smith.”

“I know right?” Maia laughed. “And I am so excited for the Deadpool movie. Fingers crossed that it’s so much better than Green Lantern.”

“I’m Maia,” she introduced. “Maia Byg. It’s a pleasure to meet you, John.”

#c: john #//deadpool better be good

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“Attractive men and food?  Getting better and better,” he joked.

“You should see me in a Green Lantern costume.  Lots better than that awful movie they made.  And my suit isn’t animated.”

“You just gave me another reason to look forward to Halloween,” Maia smiled.

“And I’m pretty sure a middle school drama class could make a better movie than that. It was a pretty crappy movie.” 

#c: john #//maia throwin' shade at the green lantern movie

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“So you’re saying that, were I to go to Burma or Thailand, I would find myself in the company of beautiful men?”  John pondered this for a moment, nodding his head.  “Sounds like the place to be.”

He grinned at the compliment, and he gave a little bow.  “Thank you, thank you.  Although, I must say, I look far better in green.”

“It really does,” Maia gave a slight smile, “And the food isn’t too bad either.”

Maia laughed. “Well, let me see you in green and I’ll let you know if that’s true. Even though I have no doubt that it is.”

#c: john #chat #//pic wont shrink #//maia is sometimes a trash bb but i love her anyway

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“Nice mistake,” he chuckled.  She mentioned his shirt, and he looked down.  What was he wearing again?  Oh!

“Why thank you, I bought this shirt about three weeks ago.  It reminded me of Burma…especially the gold color.  I’ve always wanted to go there.”

“I’ve heard Burma is beautiful. My friend in Thailand goes there a lot for vacationing. She’s always sending me pictures that say ‘wish you were here’, but she’s surrounded by men in the pictures, so I doubt that’s true.”

“The gold color looks good on you; it makes your eyes pop.” Wow, Maia, say everything that pops into your head. She smiled.

#c: john #ptrp chat

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Maia looked down at herself and laughed. “I’m pretty sure it ended up in my gym bag by mistake. You’re shirt is pretty amazing as well.”

“Now, I’m no expert, but I have to say that your shirt is awesome.”

#c: john

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wonderboy-heath:

Heath nodded. “Ah,” was all he said in response, unsure how else to react to his lips glowing, along with the rest of his body. His eyes widened slightly, however, at her next comment, having not expected such a quip from someone so… small. She’s not always tiny, he had to remind himself.

“If I could pull it off,” he commented, recalling a trailer he saw a few days back in the theatre, “I would have responded with something like ‘my safe word is keep going,’” Heath made his voice sound low and Vin Deisel-y to try and make the words sound more fitting, though he broke into a laugh immediately after they left his mouth. “But I’m not the kind of dude that could get away with that. Plus I don’t think I’d want to…” he trailed off, imagining a few meat-heads at the gym who probably have said that before, and meant it completely. Heathcliff suppressed a small eye roll before refocusing on Maia.

She pulled something out of somewhere, but even as Heath squinted his eyes and did his hardest to focus on whatever was in her doll-like hand, though even his best efforts proved futile. “Oh!” he exclaimed. “Well it’s a good thing I don’t have the world’s smallest key. I mean– because I’m not locked out. Though, even if I was, I’m sure I’d be able to knock it down with my new Hulk powers.”

Glancing down at himself, he noticed the chest pocket on his flannel and got an idea, looking to Maia with raised brows. “You think you can fit in here? I think it could be the safest place, and I could get back to my place quicker if I knew you were okay in there.”

Maia bit her lip to keep from smiling at his surprised look. “No offense, but you really aren’t the kind of guy who could pull that off.” It was oddly comforting to know that he wouldn’t want to say something like that. 

“Glad to hear it, Heath,” Maia smiled. “I don’t think it would’ve been wise to try and knock down a door.”

Maia didn’t know how to respond to the question. She could easily fit in the pocket, and it would make things quicker. “All right,” Maia said. When she got in the pocket it was the strangest thing. She peeked out, holding onto the edge of the fabric tightly. Never had she imagined sitting in Heath’s pocket. That thought would’ve never come across her mind even in her wildest dreams. 

“Heath,” She shouted to make sure she was heard, “Don’t bump into anyone, okay?”

To Size |Maia & Heath|

#c:heath #//this is so short>.< sorry

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“I think,” Heath began, thinking aloud, “If I were radioactive, maybe I’d taste it in my mouth, or something. Unless my lips aren’t glowing. Are they glowing?” He slightly stuck out his lips, looking down to see if he could catch a glimpse. No use, however.

His eyes widened slightly at her request, shaking his head quickly. “No! No of course I won’t. If I’m ever too, uh, rough with you, just yell at me or something, okay? Because I don’t wanna hurt you.”

Nodding, he realized it couldn’t be just them. What were the odds that the both of them were having such supernatural days? “Yeah, you’re probably right. But I mean… who would we ask?” His stomach growled slightly and he added more to himself than to her, “Okay now even those tiny waffles are sounding pretty good.”

Maia furrowed her eyebrows, “What would radioactive taste like?” she wondered and then added, “They are glowing, too, by the way.”

“Okay. I trust you, Heath,” Maia said, her face moving into a smirk, “What’s our safe word, just in case you get too rough?”

“Hmm,” Maia thought. They really couldn’t just go up to anyone and say, ‘hey, what’s going on with me?’ for that might end badly. There were lots of people who seemed to know all sorts of things about the town; strange things. Maia didn’t know where to find any of them and, at the moment, she was still concerned about shrinking until she was invisible. She trusted Heath not to crush her, but other people might not be as careful. Like, if he put her down in a restaurant, what if someone put a coffee pot on top of her?

“I’d offer to go back to my place and I’d make breakfast and maybe we could call someone but...” She reached into her pocket and pulled out the mini key that she assumed Heath could barely see, “I’m currently locked out.”   

To Size |Maia & Heath|

#c: Heath

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Heath had to listen closely and carefully as she spoke, her voice hardly carrying, though he managed to pick up pieces of what she was saying. “What?” He asked, his brows furrowing. “You want Eggo waffles? I mean, do you want like a normal-sized one, or like a super crazy tiny waffle? I don’t think they make those.”

It was then that he realized he could very well be talking too loud for her, bringing his volume down considerably. “Radioactive? Nah, I’m not– I mean, I’m pretty sure I’m not radioactive?” Heath ended the thought as a question, realizing he had essentially no idea how it happened.

“Uh,” he began after a moment, having to make sure that he was speaking softly, “I guess it was sorta the same with your story. I know I wasn’t glowing yesterday. But I woke up and instantly broke my bed. And then my doorknob. I don’t really know how.”

Maia laughed. “Tiny waffles would be amazing. I’m thinking breakfast after we figure this out?” 

She decided to speak louder. She honestly had no idea if he could here her. He could a little, because he answered her questions. 

“I hope you aren’t radioactive,” Maia gave him a smile, “because that would imply that this town is more screwy than I originally thought.”

“Ah, yeah, breaking beds and doorknobs is not really good,” Maia nodded, her brows furrowed a little in concern. “Please, if you could, don’t close your hand? I would really like to not be a pancake.”

She looked around. No one seemed to be paying them much attention. Almost like they thought it was normal for a thirty something year old guy to be talking to his hand. Maia wouldn’t mention it though. “Heath, someone has to know what’s going on. I like marvel as much as the next guy, but I really don’t want to be Ant-Man being carried around all day by The Incredible Hulk.”

To Size |Maia & Heath|

#c: Heath #//headcanon: tiny maia and giant heath eating breakfast at Denny's. #>.<

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Curious texts to Heath

[Heath, 6:35 AM] hey, heath. Do you teach morning classes? 

[Heath, 6:36 AM] I’m horrible at actually motivating myself at the gym so if you could help me out, that’d be very appreciated.

[Heath, 6:36 AM] Awesome. Btw, I could use a running buddy at some point probably. Dogs are fun to run with, but sometimes its nice to have someone you can race, u know?

[Heath, 6:37 AM] I am NOT that competitive… usually ;)

A Text Accidentally sent to Heath

[Heath, 7:19 PM] hey, so if you aren’t busy friday, we could hang out at my place and binge watch netflix?

[Heath, 7:19 PM] wait…

[Heath, 7:19 PM] OMG HI HEATH, I JUST REALIZED THIS IS YOU.

[Heath, 7:20 PM] Sorry, heath, I was meaning to text someone else…

[Heath, 7:20 PM] If you want to, though, come by any time and we can watch netflix until it crashes. 

[Heath, 7:21 PM] I’ll provide ice cream and popcorn and several blankets. And a puppy that likes to cuddle…

#wonderboy-heath

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A curious text to Lottie:[Lottie, 12:32 PM] Lottie...[Lottie, 12:34 PM] what do you wear if you want to get someone's attention?[Lottie, 12:37] is there like a specific way to do your hair or something?[Lottie, 12:40] Could you maybe help me? Idk what to wear or anything. I'm really bad at subtle hints:/ And you're amazing at this kind of stuff.

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Maia gave him a smile she doubted he could see. "None taken. Today has been crazy."

"Yep," Maia nodded, a laugh coming out. "Spray tanned lighting bug; that's perfect. And, um, don't mention it? Sorry, I'm not really sure the protocol for pointing out someone is glowing..."

She climbed onto Heath's hand—that was probably the weirdest thing she ever did—and grabbed his thumb as he started to move. She felt like she was in the middle of an earthquake. She stumbled and landed with her tiny palms against his. Maia pushed herself up and looked at his eyes not far from her. Nice eyes, but almost creepy because they were as big as—if not bigger than— her head.

"No, no Alice in Wonderland for me," she laughed. "Just woke up a little slimmer and shorter than usual. It probably would've made more sense if my Eggo waffles made me shrink." She hoped he could hear her. She didn't want to scream. But she was definitely talking louder than usual. "What about you? How long have you been radioactive? I'm guessing this is a new development. How did that happen?"

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Maia almost laughed with relief when she saw his familiar face. The guy from the park. The one who gave her back her wallet. She had heard his name at the gym one of the later days, when he was leaving. Heath? That must’ve been it.

“Yes,” she called up to him. This seemed too weird to be real. “It’s me. I have no idea what happened.” She stepped back in order to see his face better. She wasn’t even as big as his hand. “I don’t know why I’m mini.” She hoped she saw done shrinking. She watched his confused face and then realized something was off.

“Um, Heath,” she couldn’t be seeing right. Well, she was three inches tall, so him glowing might have been normal too. “Are you aware of your… Glow?” She saw people passing by, almost glaring at her; or Heath. They probably couldn’t see her.

A fear of getting squished was overwhelming her. “This might sound… Unique, but could you pick me up?” She laughed, not sure if it was because it sounded ridiculous or because it was her way of dealing with the strangeness of the situation.

“I knew this town was weird but… This is a whole new level of crazy.”

When Maia responded, his eyes widened a bit further before he let out a huff of laughter, shaking his head. “My gods, I thought today couldn’t get any freakier.” Pausing a beat, he added, “No offense. It’s just been a weird day all around.” 

Maia mentioned his glow, causing his brows to lower into a confused scowl. “What?” he asked before looking down at his hands, his jaw dropping slightly. “I look like a spray-tanned lightning bug.” Heath had to take a deep breath to compose himself, refocusing on her. “No, I wasn’t aware of it. Uh, thanks.”

At her request, he nodded quickly and moved to extend his hand, his palm facing upwards. Normally–– well, not normally, for this was far from a normal day–– he would have picked her up himself, though after the morning he’s had, he had no desire to cause her to match the shape of his doorknob. “Uh, all aboard,” Heath gave her a small grin before moving to stand on his feet.

Heath moved to sit on the nearest bench, holding Maia up eye-level as he inquired, “So… did you just like, wake up super small? Or did you eat something, like Alice in Wonderland? What’d it taste like? He shook his head. “Sorry. Ignore that last one.”

#c: Heath #//yes this is one of my favorite convos #//pls don't squish maia>.<

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Maia almost laughed with relief when she saw his familiar face. The guy from the park. The one who gave her back her wallet. She had heard his name at the gym one of the later days, when he was leaving. Heath? That must've been it.

"Yes," she called up to him. This seemed too weird to be real. "It's me. I have no idea what happened." She stepped back in order to see his face better. She wasn't even as big as his hand. "I don't know why I'm mini." She hoped she saw done shrinking. She watched his confused face and then realized something was off.

"Um, Heath," she couldn't be seeing right. Well, she was three inches tall, so him glowing might have been normal too. "Are you aware of your... Glow?" She saw people passing by, almost glaring at her; or Heath. They probably couldn't see her.

A fear of getting squished was overwhelming her. "This might sound... Unique, but could you pick me up?" She laughed, not sure if it was because it sounded ridiculous or because it was her way of dealing with the strangeness of the situation.

"I knew this town was weird but... This is a whole new level of crazy."

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Maia didn’t think much of her jeans being too long or a little too big. Maybe she had lost weight? She would weigh herself later. It became a little more puzzling when her shoes were too big. Her feet couldn’t have shrunk. Could they?

As she made her way to her front door, the handle seemed higher. She opened the door, super confused. What was happening?

As she started walking into town, people around her started to look taller. Usually she was the tall one. Something strange was going on. She felt usually tired for the short distance she had gone. She leaned against something. She first assumed it was a street light. When she turned, she saw the bright red of a fire hydrant. She let out a little scream and fell back. That… Couldn’t be possible.

“Hey,” she called up to a passerby. He ignored her. She tried to catch up to someone. She kept getting smaller. She was glad her clothes had decided to shrink with her once they were on her body. It would be hard to buy doll clothes when a bill was the same size as her.

She felt like she had run a marathon, but she was barely five feet from the fire hydrant. She groaned and climbed up the bus stop bench. It seemed she had stopped shrinking. She caught her breath before stepping closer to the person, jabbing them in the leg as hard as she could, hoping they noticed her.

“Hey,” she shouted. “Can you help me?” Not that they could, but maybe they could carry her to someone who could.

When Heathcliff woke up that morning, he sat upright and swung his legs over the edge of his bed, causing for one of the legs on the bed to snap, the bed falling lopsided. He frowned, standing up to further inspect it. “What the…” he trailed off, thinking to himself, well that was unexpected. He wiped a hand over his face, groaning to himself as he realized he’d have to either figure out how to fix it or buy another bed frame altogether. He had no such money lying around to just buy a new one, and he did have some previous experience with construction. This would just be… a much smaller scale.

He decided to get ready for the day before making his way to the nearest supply store in order to fix his bed. When he grabbed the handle to his bathroom door, the metal knob crunched and shifted in his grasp. His brows furrowed as he released his grip and pulled away to see the once-round doorknob now a deformed hunk of metal. Huffing, he thought aloud, “Did I wake up in a toothpick world or something…?”

Overwhelmed with confusion, Heath quickly washed up and got dressed without so much as looking in the mirror; if he had, he would have seen his skin beginning to glow faintly. Not in the joyous or adrenaline-filled way, either, but a literal, luminous glow. After he finished lacing up his sneakers, he set out on the town.

He felt some people staring at him, and silently chastised himself for not checking to make sure his hair wasn’t too messy; or perhaps there was a stain on his shirt that he didn’t notice. He quickened his pace, however, wanting to get back to his place to fix now two things he had broken somehow.

Heathcliff heard a quiet shouting, though he didn’t suspect it was aimed at him and continued to walk until finally he felt the need to turn around. After all, whoever was yelling needed help, even if they didn’t want his help in particular. When he turned around, he saw no one meeting his gaze, frowning to himself, Today is being really weird, man, he thought to himself. Heath saw movement in his peripheral and glanced down to see a small… human. Small enough to fit in his palm. His eyes widened slightly as he knelt down to get a better look, make sure this day wasn’t getting to him. As he focused on the small being, he realized that it– she– looked familiar. It was the woman he met in the park. What was her name again? He thought.

“Maia?” His brows furrowed in confusion. “Maia, is that you? Uh, what– what happened? Why are you… mini?”

#c: Heath #//XP #this is so entertaining to me

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Maia didn’t think much of her jeans being too long or a little too big. Maybe she had lost weight? She would weigh herself later. It became a little more puzzling when her shoes were too big. Her feet couldn't have shrunk. Could they?

As she made her way to her front door, the handle seemed higher. She opened the door, super confused. What was happening?

As she started walking into town, people around her started to look taller. Usually she was the tall one. Something strange was going on. She felt usually tired for the short distance she had gone. She leaned against something. She first assumed it was a street light. When she turned, she saw the bright red of a fire hydrant. She let out a little scream and fell back. That... Couldn't be possible.

"Hey," she called up to a passerby. He ignored her. She tried to catch up to someone. She kept getting smaller. She was glad her clothes had decided to shrink with her once they were on her body. It would be hard to buy doll clothes when a bill was the same size as her.

She felt like she had run a marathon, but she was barely five feet from the fire hydrant. She groaned and climbed up the bus stop bench. It seemed she had stopped shrinking. She caught her breath before stepping closer to the person, jabbing them in the leg as hard as she could, hoping they noticed her.

"Hey," she shouted. "Can you help me?" Not that they could, but maybe they could carry her to someone who could.

#pt m!a #ptrp starter #m!a magical hiccup #opened starter

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Maia grinned. "My permit picture was even worse. I still had braces then and when I smiled a strand of my hair got caught in them. The person who was working was so obviously sick of little teenagers squealing over their permits so she didn't let me take it again. It was a horrifying picture. I'm pretty sure my mom framed it because it makes her laugh so hard." She smiled, internally shuttering at the memory of her picture.

"Bigger would be better. Not that size matters," Maia paused. She laughed a little, "The park is a good size."

Maia moved on quickly, trying to hide her heated cheeks. "It definitely is worth the detour. If I'm ever feeling stressed I like to come around here and decompress. It's amazing here. I come here on nice days. I suppose if I really do get the dogs I want then I'll come here almost every day. And I live not too far. Right around that way." She pointed toward the over grown path that let out by her neighborhood.

"I also like to come do my morning runs around here." Maia nodded. "It's super peaceful here in the morning. Barely any people." She looked around and then back at the man with a smile. "Not to pry, but where do you work?"

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Being in the position she was job wise, Maia really didn’t really have any needs to rush. Today, though, she couldn’t stop. She had gotten up, gone for a run, got the groceries, watered her neighbors plants, gotten a quick meal, finished up adoption information to get the dogs she wanted, and was now headed out to get more aspirin for the pain. When she fell off her horse she didn’t actually break her arm, but she did sprain it. It still hurt like nobody’s business.

To catch a break, she decided to cut through the park. It was peaceful. She usually would have said hello to people, but she was in too much pain at the moment. She took a deep breath and tried to focus on things other than her arm. She did pretty well looking at the birds and watching some children play, until some jerk walked right into her, nearly knocking her down. Her arm started to throb. He didn’t even apologize. 

Feeling more exhausted than before, Maia slowed her pace. She just assumed this was a bad day. She almost expected it to get worse when she felt a tap on her shoulder. Maia turned, half hoping it was the guy coming to apologize.

She studied the man. He had kind eyes and he looked concerned. She almost didn’t hear his question.

“Oh,” Maia nodded, realizing what he had asked. She felt her back pocket. It was empty. “Yeah, that’s mine.” she opened it up to check that it was hers. She saw her id and then showed it to the man, “Yep, that’s me. It’s an awful picture though.” She looked at the black and white picture. “But it’s me.”

She gave him a smile, “Thank you. You just made my pretty bad day a little bit better.” She decided her arm pain could wait. She stuffed her wallet in her pocket and stuck out her good hand. “I’m Maia. It’s nice out here, isn’t it? I love the park and I really should spend more time here. Do you come here often,” she gave a little laugh, “That would sound completely different in a different setting.” She felt herself blush a bit at her own awkwardness and she smiled, hoping she wasn’t scaring the guy.

Heath nodded and grinned when she took the wallet, glad that he could have helped with her day. He glanced to the ID picture when she showed him and waved a hand, his tone reassuring. “Oh, c’mon, it’s not that bad. When I first got my license, I was so freaked about everything that my eyes were bugged out. The first time I had to show anyone that picture I had to match the expression.”

He moved to shake her hand quickly, nodding at her question. “Yeah, I like it here. I wish it were bigger, though– not that it’s not already big, it’s a nice good size, but you know. Even bigger would be awesome.” He scratched behind his ear a moment, chuckling at her next question and shrugging, “Eh, no worries, ma’am. I didn’t take it that way. I’m here at least once a week, I think. I like to walk through here on my way home from work sometimes. It’s not really on the way, but I mean, it’s worth it.” Heathcliff looked around them a moment before refocusing on her, his brows raising. “What about you?”

#c: Heath #//mobile post

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Being in the position she was job wise, Maia really didn’t really have any needs to rush. Today, though, she couldn’t stop. She had gotten up, gone for a run, got the groceries, watered her neighbors plants, gotten a quick meal, finished up adoption information to get the dogs she wanted, and was now headed out to get more aspirin for the pain. When she fell off her horse she didn’t actually break her arm, but she did sprain it. It still hurt like nobody’s business.

To catch a break, she decided to cut through the park. It was peaceful. She usually would have said hello to people, but she was in too much pain at the moment. She took a deep breath and tried to focus on things other than her arm. She did pretty well looking at the birds and watching some children play, until some jerk walked right into her, nearly knocking her down. Her arm started to throb. He didn’t even apologize. 

Feeling more exhausted than before, Maia slowed her pace. She just assumed this was a bad day. She almost expected it to get worse when she felt a tap on her shoulder. Maia turned, half hoping it was the guy coming to apologize.

She studied the man. He had kind eyes and he looked concerned. She almost didn’t hear his question.

“Oh,” Maia nodded, realizing what he had asked. She felt her back pocket. It was empty. “Yeah, that’s mine.” she opened it up to check that it was hers. She saw her id and then showed it to the man, “Yep, that’s me. It’s an awful picture though.” She looked at the black and white picture. “But it’s me.”

She gave him a smile, “Thank you. You just made my pretty bad day a little bit better.” She decided her arm pain could wait. She stuffed her wallet in her pocket and stuck out her good hand. “I’m Maia. It’s nice out here, isn’t it? I love the park and I really should spend more time here. Do you come here often,” she gave a little laugh, “That would sound completely different in a different setting.” She felt herself blush a bit at her own awkwardness and she smiled, hoping she wasn’t scaring the guy.

Heathcliff shouted goodbye to his coworkers over his shoulder as he exited the gym, shrugging on his worn, leather jacket and shoving his hands into the pockets. The cool air hit his face and he smiles faintly; the small chill in the air once the sun began to set always felt so refreshing after finishing up work. He decided to take the long route back to his apartment, or more rather an almost-complete circle. The Mythos Pines Park wasn’t so much as on the way home as it was in the opposite direction of his work, however he never minded the walk, instead telling himself it was a cool-down workout.

Once he arrived at the park, he slowed his pace even more, leisurely making his way through as he looked over at the trees and fountains. Heath made sure to nod and smile in greeting to everyone he saw, even saying hello if he felt the person was paying enough attention to him. About halfway through the park, his foot accidentally bumped into a small object on the ground, kicking it forward a few inches. His brows raised slightly and he looked down to see a wallet. Eyes widening, he quickly reached down to pick it up, examining the outside to make sure he didn’t scuff it before wondering if he should check for an ID. Not wanting to pry into someone else’s personal belongings, he instead looked around and briskly made his way towards the nearest person, lightly tapping their shoulder with his free hand, holding up the wallet still with the other. With his tone concerned, Heath asked, “excuse me, did you drop this?”

#c: heath #wonderboy-heath