Sometimes, the weather was beautiful. The sun would come out, the birds would sing, and it wouldn’t be so freezing cold like it often was in the winter months. Today, however, was not one of these days. The birds were not singing, the sky was dark and cloudy, and it seemed like a rain would start at any time. Still, Claire wanted to be outside. She needed to stretch her legs and get out from her small little apartment, even if only for a brief period of time. Oftentimes it helped her think and realize she didn’t have to stress so much about the little things, and other times it cleared her thoughts of anything important at all. Those were the times Claire needed in order to really fight her depression away. When it told her to stay indoors, to hide away, she knew she had to do as best as she possibly could to push back.
Busing to the park was a bit of a trip, but it was worth it. There were some truly incredible views one could see from almost any angle of the park, plus plenty of benches to sit on and people to watch. Claire didn’t people watch often, but it could certainly be an enjoyable thing at times. There wouldn’t be anyone out today, of course, not in this weather. Most people in the park were just exercising, or passing through on their way here or there. It was far too cold to stay outside for much longer than that! Still, wrapped up in one of her favorite jackets, Claire had no fear about being cold. In fact, she was fairly toasty in her outfit of choice. She had no issue with being outside anyways- her climber would always be out there with her by his side, so she had to learn to brave all sorts of weather. She had to wonder, though- what sort of weather was he dealing with now?
Her hands shoved in her pockets, Claire moved throughout the park, listening to the sounds of the winds blowing through the various trees. Somehow, it was a calming sound. Just like the rustling of her climber in the trees he would climb through, really. Trees. In her movement throughout the park, Claire had forgotten about the girl she had met. Tilly. They were friends, Claire would say, although she was still a bit worried about getting close to anyone at all- what if the disappeared in a moment like her climber? Tilly was like her, though, from another world in some other land. So she could trust her, talk to her. Was she here at the park, on this day? Claire couldn’t help but be curious.
She moved towards the tree Tilly seemed to enjoy, looking up into it as she approached it, ”Tilly? You there?” it would be rude, after all, not to just stop by and say hi if she was in the area.