From up above the sky, from a bird’s field of view, it could see a bunch of kids playing around, kicking balls and stuff. Fishermen doing their jobs, with their catch mounted into a box beside them. As one of the kids kicked the ball astray, it bounced away from them. It eventually stopped, turning stationary in front of a man’s feet, covered by a pair of leather shoes. “Kind sir, can you give us the ball, please?” Smiling, the kids asked for the man’s help to return the ball, which the man kindly returned it with. As the ball bounced back to them, one of them said thanks before continuing to play with the others. The man gave a slight smile, leaving the kids. John glanced around with his hazel brown eyes, searching for someone he should’ve meet that morning.
He thought it would be better to just sit around and wait, and so did he. Finding a nearby bench to rest for a short while, he continued eyeing his surroundings. John only knew a brief information regarding this mission. That was concerning a rich guy, his house, his wealth, bandits. John didn’t want to have to stack too much things into his mind, wanting to keep his deep thoughts intact. “Where could he be?” Waiting, John sighed, leaning towards the bench and starting to let his deep thoughts consume him after.
He thought it would be better to just sit around and wait, and so did he. Finding a nearby bench to rest for a short while, he continued eyeing his surroundings. John only knew a brief information regarding this mission. That was concerning a rich guy, his house, his wealth, bandits. John didn’t want to have to stack too much things into his mind, wanting to keep his deep thoughts intact. “Where could he be?” Waiting, John sighed, leaning towards the bench and starting to let his deep thoughts consume him after.