He let out a sigh. Life was so dull. He’d finally let himself out of the house. Staring at the same walls, the same things for days had gotten him irritated and grumpy. Fresh air will do him good. It was dusk, just dark enough for him to go out comfortably. He could go out in sunlight, as he kept on top of his blood drinking through buying bags of blood from the donor clinic. They got money to keep there medical research going, Tim could live close to a normal life. Working as a designer for the statues normally. The park needed some new one as idiots had smashed some of them on purpose. So, might as well do it while it was quiet and he could get a better look at the idea. He wondered out with his work bag and sketch book, sitting on a park bench he’d been known to sit on daily before he’d gotten his job. He loved it there, so peaceful with the little baby ducklings and swans waddling around. That was it. Swans.. Use the money to make a water feature for the swans and ducks to nest on, as well as look beautiful in the center of the very large pond. He sat there drawing contently for a little while, mostly oblivious to the people walking past and staring. --------- The stars made patterns in the twilight sky as the moon began to reflect in the water. It was just another day and another night where everything was the same. Daisuke had just turned 24, and he spent another birthday drinking to his heart’s content. It started to get unhealthy after 2 years, but why should he care? Nobody was going to tell him otherwise. The taste of whiskey managed to take his mind off his troubles anyways, “So why not?” he thought.This year was different though, he didn’t feel the urge to drink as much as he used to. Having that on his mind, he left the bar and walked off into the park to clear his thoughts. Not many people were in the park at this time, so it was a good opportunity for Daisuke to walk around and enjoy the scenery for once. No snot-nosed kids running around and giggling, no dogs barking, no frizbees or footballs soaring across the air. Just peace & tranquility. So much peace, that Daisuke was actually astonished when he saw somebody sitting down at the park bench near the pond. Who in their right mind would be in the park this late at night? Besides him, of course. Feeling a bit curious, he decided to walk over to the bench, right behind the young man drawing something in his sketch book. Daisuke took a look over the man’s shoulder and observed the drawing, then looked at the swans swimming around in the pond. “That’s pretty cool. I take it you like to draw?” He asked. ------------- Tim breathed softly, smiling at his drawing lightly and adding to it. He heard foot steps but tried to ignore them, keeping his head down and hoping they’d just disappear. They seemed to. Hm, they must’ve gone out of the exit behind them. Lies. He nearly jumped out of his skin, yelping and getting up, looking back at Daisuke with a startled expression on his face. “Sorry..You..Scared me.. Thank you” He murmured, calming down and taking his seat again. “Not used to people around this time of night. Normally too cold for everyone” He murmured, tucking his scarf back under his chin and carried on adding to the drawing. Jeez, he jsut made a right royal twat of himself.. Now he remembered WHY he stayed inside. After that, he looked back, noticing the other man giving him a weird look. “What is it?” He asked, also not used to people standing and staring at him. He knew he had red eyes, but they weren’t that interesting, were they? ----------------- Daisuke stood there a bit, keeping a look of confusion on his face. He cleared his throat and shrugged it off. ”You like to draw?” Daisuke asked with a smile on his face, pointing at the sketchbook on the bench. ”I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to startle you or anything, it’s just I’ve never seen people sit here and just…draw.” He shrugged and then invited himself to sit down on the bench next to the younger looking man. ”You have some pretty nice eyes,” He blinked. “You from around here?” Before letting him answer, Daisuke shot out for a handshake. “My name is Daisuke.” He smiled sheepishly, hoping he did not make the wrong impression. ------------ Tim winced slightly. Man this guy was weird, but who was he to talk, he drank blood out of a packet on a daily basis. He smiled a bit, staring to his drawing pad. “It’s just a sketch.. The council wants a new water fountian here since some idiots ruined the last on. I’m just designing it” he replied lightly, still a little confused over what he should do about Daisuke, it was rare anyone came to talk to him. As the hand came out to shake„ Tim took it and shook it lightly. “Y-yeah… I’m Tim” he replied again, shuffling on the spotout of nerves. “I live in the old fashioned flst block about a mile away. What about you?” he asked quickly, trying to get off the subject of his eyes, even if the comment did name him blush slightly. ----------- “I live a few blocks away from the only bar in town. It isn’t too far.” Daisuke took back his hand and scratched the back of his head. “What brings you here at this time of night?” He blinked. “Wouldn’t it be easier for an artist to do their sketches in the…Erm. During the day?” He could feel a drop of sweat roll down the back of his neck. The last thing he wanted to do tonight was to offend someone he had just met. “I’m not saying it’s bad, but it’s kind of….You know.” He stuttered a bit. “Weird. I’ve never seen an artist come here at night.” ---------- Well that did explain the strange smell of alcohol on this man. Tim just shrugged lightly. "Well I’m not a big fan of using daylight as lighting for my drawings.. too over bearing" He explained quietly. There were other reasons, but it seemed plausible that the glare from a bright sun might hinder someone’s art work. "And weird isn’t always bad" He said quietly, feeling slightly awkward. He hadn’t been on a proper talking basis with someone for a while so he didn’t really know what he was doing.