wip oc saya as a gangster
“Are you alright my dear?”
Tófa looked to her left side and saw a man with black short hair, if she did not look directly at him she would have mistaken him for Ger. Blinking tiredly she took in his features yet felt like her legs were getting heavier and heavier by each step, the man noticed her stumbling steps and quickly slipped his arm around her shoulders.
“How about a quick stop to rest?” he suggested looking over at Freja whom nodded watching Tófa with worried eyes.
They all stopped to rest, one would think that they were going to be annoyed for being stopped in the middle of their march yet to be honest most of them were tired; Tófa was not the only one whom laid almost sleepless at night. Tófa was led to sit down on a big rock at the side of the path, the back haired man kindly gave her some water and watched her closely.
“I’m Steinar Lovaas, what’s your name?”
“Tófa Silvfer” she replied through her breaths as she kept drinking hoping she would stay awake…