|TAEHYUNG|
8:39 PM
Sitting in my spacious, minimalist themed office. pen in hand tapping furiously at the thin, flimsy, light weight paper of my note pad.I let out a long deep sigh of frustration not because I need to write a story but because I am debating on whether or not should talk to the woman at the park.
"She's hurt and in need of a shoulder to cry on". I told myself encouragingly.
Looking at the time I slowly push backwards the polished wooden chair in which I am sitting on, wasting no time I quickly walk over to the coat rack placed at one of the corners of the office and grabbed my coat throwing it over my shoulders and heading out the door, making sure to lock it behind me.