Walking Around (open)

Dustin sighed while walking toward a large oak tree at the park. Today seemed...happy enough he thought as he continued to saunter over but decided to just walk on by it. His toothpick in his mouth sticking out as he moved his lips. Dustin's eyes gazed at the sky and the blue birds that flew over-head. He smiled and tilted his head, sighing again. Perfect day

Damyan walked to the park hugging his bunny close to him. He wasnt paying attention and walked into some one. "I-im so sorry. I wasnt paying attention." He looked like a girl and he hated it and was a bit scared.

Dustin smiled and shook his head in a friendly way. "Oh its ok, people run into people sometimes." He smiled and turned back to walk on. His black hair swished as he walked on and his eyes scanned for something to do. Hmmm what to do he thought

He put his head down and sat down in the grass. He was glad the person was so kind about it rather than yelling at him. HE wanted to say something but was too afraid too.

Dustin walked until he came to a little bench. He shrugged and sat down, eyes closed for a minute before he re-opened them. Dustin turned his gaze to the sky again, taking all the nature and beautiful sounds. He smiled to himself and hummed a little tune his mother always hummed to himself when he was a toddler.

HE stood up and walked over to the other male. "Um, Im D-Damyan by the way. I am sorry once again of running into you." He had a dark blush to his cheeks and his hair hung over his face, hiding it.

((It would be funny if he thought Damyan was a girl lol))

(haha yeah :3) Dustin turned and smiled at the girl. "Oh it's ok, no harm no foul." His green eyes scanned the person and then fell on the other persons face. "I'm Dustin by the way and you are miss?"

"Uh Damyan." He wondered if he heard right, Miss? That weird, I knew I looked like a girl but does he really thinjk I am? He decided to test this and see if it continued or not.

((Damyan actually could be a girls name XD))

"Oh pretty name." Ry smiled and held his hand out to shake Damyan's hand."You have pretty hair too, the way it looks and I'm sure its soft and all." Dustin loved complimenting people, it was in his nature to be nice.

"Um thinks." HE was blushing darkly and didnt really know what to do at that point. he wondered if he should just say some thing or let it go. he was so torn about it.

Dustin retracted his hand and just smiled up at Damyan but noticed his face was red. "Um Damyan...you ok, your face is a little red." Dustin stifled a chuckle as he said those words.

"Y-yeah. Im fine just wanted to tell you that Im not a girl, im actually male..." He looked down and was afraid of what might be said. He was often yelled at for lots of things and held his bunny close to his chest.

Dustin's mouth stood gaped as he heard what Damyan said. "Oh shit, I'm so sorry about that." He placed his right arm behind his head and chuckled nervously. Hope he doesn't hate me now.

"It happens a lot actually. I know I look like a girl and most people mistake me for one." He offered a small smile to the other boy. He sat down next to him and spoke. "Im not mad or anything."

Dustin put his arm down and sighed. "Well I'm still sorry though." He threw Damyan a apologetic glaze. He then lifted his hand and brushed a few strands form his hair. Stupid bangs he thought to himself

"So where are you from?" His voice was heavily accented and he was often times asked to repeat himself. He hated his accent and wished he didnt say it.

Dustin turned and gave Damyan a questionable look then smiled. Oh I'm from Sydney,Australia." Dustin's accent was heard and he kind of liked his accent. Maybe he won't laugh at the way I talk.

"Thats nice." His accent was thick on his words. He liked to learn about other people. He cursed hs thick accent that often muffled his words.

Thanks and what about you?" Dustin slightly tilted his head to hear the boy. He loved having conversations about things with people. He felt..oddly human when he did.

"Born in Russia and raised in Norway. Though I have a thick Russian accent that I cant get rid of." He took a pill bottle from his pocket and opened it, taking a pill.

"Oh..cool so what are you taking?" Dustin raised an eyebrow as he watched Damyan take a pill. Hope theywere prescribed to him he thought.

"Its medicine for my blood sugar. I have a lot of medical issues and I take a lot of medicine for them." He looked down, feeling ashamed for his medical issues. He was a recovering drug addict and prayed he would sta clean.

"Oh, ok." Dustin felt sorry for Damyan. He was perfectly healthy and Damyan had medical problems. He glanced at the sky before looking back at Damyan. "Nice weather, huh?"

"Yes it is, in norway it was always cold and there wasnt much light." HE smiled and enjoyed the warmth. He placed his hand in his pocket, not noticing a syringe fall from his pocket.

Dustin smiled but soon it faded as he heard a soft plop on the ground. He turned and noticed something fell on the ground. Well, being an observer, he bent over and picked it up and studied it. A syringe....Dustin looked at Damyan and whispered, "is this yours?" Dustin had a serious look on his face.