Yourself

Gael walked away, breaking all contact of their joined hands, he retreated walking towards some guests, and Walsh could finally rest, she sat down on a pine wood bench that was located on the side of a corner, but Spencer approached her.

"Tired" Spencer sat down next to her, he was a rather giggly young man, he seemed to be hiding a mystery. "Can I keep you company?"

As soon as he tilted his face a little I was met with that deceptive smile, I didn't even have to ask, he had already taken the seat next to her.

"You are so lonely in this coarse place" he expressed in a neutral voice, in my ears it seemed a clear sign of mockery, I turned my body a little looking at him.

"Is that why you decide to pity me?" I rolled my eyes at his comment. Spencer simply smiled. I wanted to understand what was going on but there was a certain enigma he seemed unable to break. "Go away with your ambiguity."

"Ouch, I'm being a good person" the young man sitting next to me held a hand to his chest, feigni