A/N: So I'm making this a multi-chaptered fic. Still not gonna be a long fic, but I thought I needed to see where this was going.
Part 2: The Pub
The icy wind whipped against my cheeks, they were numb by now. It was winter and as a result, the clothes on my back just weren't enough to keep the offending cold away.
I entered the pub and ordered a steaming cup of coffee – travelling was fun, but it made you weak. I had seen a large part of the world, but I would be lying if I said I didn't miss home. There was also the fact that I currently had no idea where I was. It was dark, I was tired and coffee seemed like a good idea.
And Jane. I missed her too. I try not to think of her, but the redhead crept into my thoughts more often than I liked to admit.
Did she read my letter? Was she at least a bit upset at my disappearance? Did she even care?
Oh, what did it matter? It had been two years. Two long years. I had flourished into an adult, still tall and lanky but now with a tiny bit of fluff on my chin that resembled a beard. I kept it off, otherwise it would annoy me.
A girl came to me and asked if I wanted something to eat. I shook my head and ordered another coffee.
I checked my pocket, the money was running out. I'd have to do some odd jobs to make some more. Shovelling snow would make some money, wouldn't it? Especially now.
I drank the last sip of coffee and waved at the girl to take the cup. It was time to move on, or to find a place to sleep for the night. Somewhere warm, preferably, that could warm up my ears.
I paid and left the pub.
I felt alone. I was alone. I missed my friends and perhaps... just perhaps it was time for me to go home.
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