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@OppositionJ No worries XD)
Zac watches as Akane walks off without giving him a chance to respond. However, instead of being sore about it, he chuckles and slips the number into his pocket.
She seems like an interesting girl, he remarks, to himself as he rises to his feet. Before leaving the table, he gathers his cards and places another tip on the table, saying, "Didn't quite expect today to end this way. But I'm sure as hell not complaining."
Stepping back outside, Zac sighs as he looks up at the darkening sky. Standing there in the twilight with a smile on his face, Zac enjoys the crisp air...for all of three seconds. Shivering, he holds his arms and mutters, "Dammit. Should've brought a jacket...Though, I was expecting to still be jogging..." Giving his body a shake in an attempt to get blood flowing, he breaks out into a run, grinning all the while as he returns home.
Saturday, 10:30 AMOnce more, Zac was out on the sidewalk. However, instead of jogging, he had adopted a leisurely stroll. This was Zac at his most natural: in no hurry for anything, a calm smile on his face.
Wonder if I should swing by Mochavine again? he thinks to himself, wondering if it were a popular place after meeting Akane the day before.
However, as he cuts through the park on his way to the cafe, he hears what appeared to be the sound of a small child crying. A quick look around and Zac sees the child, a boy that couldn't be no more than ten years old, standing by himself, crying into his sleeve. Having always had a soft spot for kids, the sight of the child's tears was more than enough for Zac to make a detour.
"Hey, there," he says gently, a warm smile on his face. "What's the matter?"
Through his tears, the kid tells Zac that he had seen a pretty bird and wanted to get a closer look while his mother talked to a friend of hers. By the time he had realized he had gone too far, he was lost. Hearing the kid, Zac can't help but chuckle quietly, remembering a time when he was in a very similar situation as a kid. Figuring he knew how to cheer the boy up, Zac reaches into his pocket and pulls out a white handkerchief, which he places on top of his head.
With the cloth covering the top of his head, Zac taps the child's shoulder to get his attention. Hearing the boy's sobs quiet down, Zac says, "There's something I want you to see under here. All you have to do is pull this off of my head, okay?"
Looking at the strange man with the handkerchief on his head, the boy takes a moment to sniffle before reaching up. He pulls the handkerchief off of his head and gasps. Sitting on top of Zac's head, quietly cooing, was a white dove. The bird warbles, tilting it's head as it looks at the child, before flying off of Zac's head, leaving the boy to stare after it in amazement before turning back to Zac, wide-eyed.
Seeing the kid's look of amazement, Zac's grin widens as he stands. "You ready to go find your mom?" Zac asks. "With the two of us looking, I'm sure we can find her in no time!" The boy wipes his eyes and smiles, as if he were trying to mimic Zac's grin. With the child holding onto the handkerchief, the two of them set off in search of his mother.
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