Joshua was something of an odd ball compared to everyone else, not in the fact that he was out here, looking for fairies. No, it was Why the Twenty year old was traipsing around looking for them, which is a surprise for later. Right now, he had his self-proclaimed Fairy-catching gear. A net... a net on a stick, a char tied to his hip, with holes poked in the lid. Honestly, he was overly eager- it'd been SO LONG since the last time; last time what? Again, later.
He pushed a branch aside in frustration, khaki shorts and a brown shirt. His short black hair filled with grass and leaves.
He pushed a branch aside in frustration, khaki shorts and a brown shirt. His short black hair filled with grass and leaves.