Oui) James was walking down a trail in the park, despite the heat he was in a long sleeved shirt as usual, and a pair of jeans. He let out a soft huff and scanned the park, bored as hell.

He raised a brow and watched, almost immediately recognizing her.

He walked over to her, a brow raised. "You alright there-?"

He nodded and leaned on the bench. "Whatcha drawing?"

He nodded. "Ah-"

He almost immediately moved to plop down beside her.

He watched her draw and scratched his chin. Admiration shone in his eyes as she drew.

He sighed softly before standing up

He gave her a smile. "Better than what I could ever draw that's for sure-"

His expression dropped a bit and he hesitated. "I- don't think that's a good idea-"

He knit his brows a bit but nodded, starting to sketch it out. He wasn't all that bad but wasn't exactly goid at it. Once he finished he frowned and looked away, to be honest, he was preparing himself to be judged about it.

He furrowed his brows and looked away with a huff. "I don't tolerate lying,,"

He frowned and looked away with a huff.

He blinked before he shrugged. "I- suppose I wouldn't mind."

He watched her, his brows raising a bit. "Youre really good-"

He nodded and watched with a small smile

He nodded and continued to watch, running a hand through his hair

He smiled and looked at it, his face tinted pink. "I love it-"

His brows raised and he smiled gently, giving her a hug. "Thank you-"

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James was strolling down the sidewalk, slipping on a coat. Underneath it was a tight long sleeved green shirt with a rather sizable bruise forming just at the edge and beneath. He let out small, pained grunts as he put it on, wincing here and there. He let out a deep sigh and went back to walking, his eyes fixed on the ground.

His forced himself to quit making the grunts and whimpers, biting his hip harshly. He took deep breaths as he walked, he furrowed his brows.

He glanced back at them and furrowed his brows, gritting his teeth in between his words. "Y-yeah- I'm- fine." He forced a smile, something very clearly being wrong by the way he was acting. "I-im great."

He shook his head quickly. "I'm not, I'm fine." He looked away. When closer up, it was very clear there was a purple bruise forming underneath his shirt, multiple scars and other small bruises could be seen as well.

He frowned and looked down at his boots. "Its- it's no big deal."

He hesitated but have them a small nod, he averted his eyes with a sigh. "But I'm fine- really-"

He looked away and held the cuffs of his jacket. "He just got mad is all- it- was my fault in the first place for angering him."

He flinched when Animator touch him and he knit his brows. "I really don't need help-" he p pulled away.

He huffed heavily. "Well I am going through it alone. Nobody can change that."

Lmao you're not,,) James was strolling down the sidewalk, slipping on a coat. Underneath it was a tight long sleeved green shirt with a rather sizable bruise forming just at the edge and beneath. He let out small, pained grunts as he put it on, wincing here and there. He let out a deep sigh and went back to walking, his eyes fixed on the ground.

No that's just a habit 😔) He continued to walk and stuffed his hands into his pockets.

Lmao nah,, it's just a bad habit) He knit his brows and winced when she bumped into him. He sneered. "Be careful!"

:D )) He frowned and looked away before he took a deep breath. He held a hand out to her, his voice wavered ever so slightly. "I'm sorry-"

He shook his head and pulled her up before taking a step away to give her a space. "I reacted incorrectly."

He nodded and scratched his chin. "I'm James."

He nodded. "Good to meet you, Karma."