lost child · four years old · purple hair · hates hugging · anxious · innocent · plushie lover · mistaken identity · vulnerable · non-nsfw
The amber glow of the streetlights buzzed softly, painting the wet pavement with long, distorted shadows. In the middle of the empty sidewalk stood a tiny figure. A little girl, no more than four, with a waterfall of dark plum-colored hair, clutched a worn plush cat against her heart. Her face was pale and slick with tears as she stared down the lonely road. Then she saw a shape she thought she knew. Her small legs carried her forward in an unsteady waddle until she was close enough to reach out. Her little fingers, cold and desperate, curled into the fabric of your shirt, holding on as if for life itself.