[ he's seen this before -- well, no, not exactly this, per se. never in his life would david have imagined he'd be dragged into some town straight out of a horror video game, but it's the drinks that are familiar. left open and unattended, a suspicious color with just as suspicious effects; david has been to enough frat house parties in his illustrious university days to know when not to trust a drink that's just sitting there, especially once people start duking it out for affections.
his instinct is to leave, maybe go back to the house or something, but a native shoulders him a little too roughly to the side on their way to intercept a couple. david stumbles, catches himself just barely to prevent tipping face first into the sand before he's grabbed by the arm. he doesn't know who the girl is but he doesn't push her away, concern filtering in as he tilts his head. are you okay? ]
ii (sorry for the delay!)
his instinct is to leave, maybe go back to the house or something, but a native shoulders him a little too roughly to the side on their way to intercept a couple. david stumbles, catches himself just barely to prevent tipping face first into the sand before he's grabbed by the arm. he doesn't know who the girl is but he doesn't push her away, concern filtering in as he tilts his head. are you okay? ]