 Picking up trash post two Snow Miser | Munchy | Molly Hooper | T | Hey, you | Phantom | Mrs. Chris Evans | Brat Pack | Tristalen
Kamryn didn’t really want to pick up trash with anyone else at the moment, so she held her canvas bag tightly and started to wander off by herself, hoping to focus on the task and not her aching heart.
She squatted down on the muddy shore, uncaring that her shoes and the bottom of her pants were getting dirty. She had spotted something white and it didn’t look like it had belonged there, she rooted around in the dirt for a moment before her fingers closed around a piece of parchment.
She barely glanced at the words on the paper before tossing it into her trash bag and moving along the shore. A few broken quills made their way into the bag as well, and Kam had even found a broken inkwell, before she decided that her spot of the beach was cleaned enough.
She brought the bag back to where she had gotten it and looked for a moment wondering what she was going to do next. |