β his presence. head shaking for a moment before throat was cleared. then a breath taken again before she spoke.
βi havenβtβ¦ you lost one? or you just wanderinβ around tryinβ to talk to me again, rhett?β
she was still watching him, lips parted for a moment. the woman wasnβt even thinking how strange it shouldβve been that he was wandering onto the property. she probably shouldβve been a little less welcoming given that and the past. but she took a breath as he explained β
the pleasant smile he was greeted with was enough to earn a soft sigh. part of him was thankful he hadnβt spooked her. the other part was hoping that wandering bud way onto her property wouldnβt come off too strangely.
β β β βhey,β he greets, offering a dip of his head. Β»
the woman had zoned out and was focusing on the ground in front of her enough so that she had missed the otherβs appearance. there was another sip being taken of her coffee before her head turned in the direction of the noise. a brow quirked upward at who she saw before a β
thereβs a moment where he hesitates with his steps. oneβs taken forward, then two are taken back, before he finally starts to truly approach the porch. onceβs heβs closer, heβs clearing his throat low inside to try and get her attention. a hand is up in warning (and greeting) Β»
she can be found half awake sipping on a mug of coffee, leaning against the railing of her porch just to keep herself upright. last night was a long one, and she doesnβt really want to be awake right now.
an independent portrayal of maria olivares from outer range. crafted for the outer range / fandomless verses.
dark themes may be present. proceed with extreme caution.