[Living in the alleyways is nothing new to Sheryl, the sight of rats scurrying near garbage and dark corners all too familiar by now. It's why the way she points to one is very immediate, like it's second nature to her.
A gasp quickly escapes from her once the jacket is over her shoulders, now feeling the warmth that's been so unfamiliar to her, and she clutches on to the sides, tugging it closer around herself. Adam is too kind to her, she thinks, as though she feels she doesn't deserve it, looking incredibly bashful. But--]
Anyone...?
[The question elicits a sharp tug within her heart along with the quick blinking of her eyes. She remembers now: she doesn't have any family or friends. No mother, no father, no one. Just Sheryl and herself.
And it's because of this reminder that Sheryl immediately shuts her eyes as she sniffs, dipping her head down to gaze down at her feet.]
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A gasp quickly escapes from her once the jacket is over her shoulders, now feeling the warmth that's been so unfamiliar to her, and she clutches on to the sides, tugging it closer around herself. Adam is too kind to her, she thinks, as though she feels she doesn't deserve it, looking incredibly bashful. But--]
Anyone...?
[The question elicits a sharp tug within her heart along with the quick blinking of her eyes. She remembers now: she doesn't have any family or friends. No mother, no father, no one. Just Sheryl and herself.
And it's because of this reminder that Sheryl immediately shuts her eyes as she sniffs, dipping her head down to gaze down at her feet.]