SethSunshine
Really Really Experienced
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Rouge had his hands clung firmly onto his upper arms as he rubbed up and down - trying to warm his chilled body on this freezing night; he could even see the mist of his breath hanging in the air before him before it dispursed. It had all gone wrong for him over the last year - his ex wife had completely stripped him of all his money and possessions - not that he'd had many but he kept himself ticking over. And after that he'd secured a tiny rented apartment and managed the upkeep for some time, but the tax, and legal fees he'd worked up during the court battles with his wife had slowly taken their toll and he'd ended up in this sorry state, just another homeless guy in tattered clothes sitting on the floor next to a bench in the middle of the city park.
Bringing his unclothed hands to his lips he breathed into them, sighing with relief for a moment as he felt the hot air wash over his goosebump covered skin - but it was shortlived as the cold temperature quickly snapped at his body once more. Pulling his jacket around himself he rested the reverse of his head against the iron bars of the gate behind him with a sigh. "How did it end up like this.." he shook his head after he'd spoken, looking around to see a female - who looked like someone who'd done well for herself, as well as being quite attractive - came strolling down the path towards where he huddled.
He hadn't been homeless for very long, not until his landlord had had bailiffs physically force him into the streets, so he hadn't resorted to begging yet and his clothes weren't in a terrible condition : but by the small box of his possessions which lay by his side and the blanket wrapped around his shoulers - you would know this man had no home. He sighed a third time as he realised he would have to do it and as she strode by he coughed and spoke aloud..
"Could you spare some change?" he paused for a moment, before remembering to be polite, "Please, madam."
Bringing his unclothed hands to his lips he breathed into them, sighing with relief for a moment as he felt the hot air wash over his goosebump covered skin - but it was shortlived as the cold temperature quickly snapped at his body once more. Pulling his jacket around himself he rested the reverse of his head against the iron bars of the gate behind him with a sigh. "How did it end up like this.." he shook his head after he'd spoken, looking around to see a female - who looked like someone who'd done well for herself, as well as being quite attractive - came strolling down the path towards where he huddled.
He hadn't been homeless for very long, not until his landlord had had bailiffs physically force him into the streets, so he hadn't resorted to begging yet and his clothes weren't in a terrible condition : but by the small box of his possessions which lay by his side and the blanket wrapped around his shoulers - you would know this man had no home. He sighed a third time as he realised he would have to do it and as she strode by he coughed and spoke aloud..
"Could you spare some change?" he paused for a moment, before remembering to be polite, "Please, madam."