by Firehead » Sat Feb 01, 2020 5:15 pm
He didn't say anything, but the way he had to hold back another chuckle made it seem like he very well did know it was Natalie. "Sounds like an interesting friend. Must be someone you trust if you'd do something you weren't really comfortable with like that." He looks over his flowers. "Yes, I've always felt at peace while caring for them, and I'm sure you could handle it if you really put your mind to it. Anyway, I should be going in and washing up." He gestures to his pants which, once your eyes go below the bulge, are covered in dirt and soil from kneeling in the flower bed. He waves goodbye as he walks back to his home, but he doesn't take his gaze off of you until he's inside, and it almost feels like he's trying to look through the fence.