Alcea was pacing around the fountain. “How could you not know where she is?”
He had been raging on about the girl the entire day, while I’d been sitting at the foot of the fountain and listening to him yammering on and on about how angry he was.
I wrote a few stories before and wanted to share it with people (but I might just post any random stuff I want XP)! They’re all experimental pieces but I welcome critiques to any of the stories I post here. Please enjoy your stay!