The chattering of the two of them fly far above my head, words that I can't exactly understand exchanged between the two of them. Despite my previous fears, this seems to be going… well? At least I think it is, they're chatting about magic related topics, it's a discussion entirely based on magical theory.
I don't understand it, not in the slightest, I feel like a child that's stuck listening in on adult discussions, the boring kind, more than anything. At least the tea tastes nice, god bless Anna for that. I really should learn to brew something as nice as this.
You fucking better, this is one of the few things you eat or drink that tastes good. I thought you were a massive nerd when it came to magic, though.
I like the physical application of magic and practising it, regardless of how it went the last time we tried to do that, not this theoretical thing. There's a difference between thinking of how best to do something and making it explode.
A nerd with none of the smarts, I'm not surprised in the slightest, just disappointed.
Hey, at least this conversation's going well, right?
And just like that, you've jinxed it.
Come on, it's not that bad.
"I'm surprised that the kid here's taken such an interest in magic of all things." My ears twitch upwards as my name's spoken, drifting my eyes over to Anna as I take another sip from my cup. There's a gentle look of surprise in her eyes, her lips curled into a faint smile.
"While we haven't had much time to experiment very long, I expect Fuzzy here to be a fantastic test subject with the things that I have planned." A small shiver runs up my spine as Lucy speaks, a dangerous glint in her eye, I can tell that she's smiling behind the cup that's raised to her lips. Eaugh, she always manages to rub me the wrong way, I wonder why though.
Might have something to do with how off-putting she is, it's as if she's just acting. You could've just said no to her coming along the first time around, would've spared us the trouble.
But it's magic Adrian! Magic. I'd also feel bad for denying her the opportunity, she's a strange girl, but I'm sure she's nice enough.
You're hopeless.
"And what do you have planned, miss Lucy? Do you have anything interesting that you could share?" The shiver returns with renewed force as I feel the colour draining from my cheeks, throat constricting and choking on the tea that passes through it. The delighted glint in Lucy's eyes is far from comfortable, and I really don't want Anna to find out what we're doing from her.
Should've told her before, dumbass, rip the bandaid and all.
You're not helping.
"Magical and physical endurance tests for the most part, she's curious about how a basitins body reacts to things. It's not like we're the most approachable species." I answer for the mage instead, shooting the mage a sidelong glance out of the corner of my eye. I send a quick internal prayer to whatever gods above that may listen, to hope that Lucy gets what I'm trying to say, Anna would rip my bloody head off. At least I'm not straight up lying, it's just a nondescript version of the truth.
Whatever makes you feel better.
"Physical tests, hm?" Anna raises an eyebrow as she stares at me, her gentle smile turning into a smirk. Ew, fucking no thank you, I feel bile in my throat just by her insinuating that. Ich, fucking Anna, is this meant to be revenge for the whole worrying shtick? I'll just try to keep a level head at least, I can't believe that that of all things got under my skin.
"I'm fairly sure she's gonna stab me with needles or something, or knives." I reply with a shrug, downing the rest of my tea, the warm liquid quelling the constriction. Now I just want more tea, god dammit. I see Lucy's poutout of the corner of my eye, the mage huffing as she crosses her arms.
"Aw, I'm not that bad Fuzzy!" I take her shriek of indignation with a grain of salt, a snort of laughter escaping my mouth as I put the teacup down. I'm just grateful that she picked up what I was putting down,
"I'm sure the time you were carrying around a vial of my blood was for completely understandable reasons, Lucy." Somehow, that pout of hers seems to deepen even further, huffing once more.
"Come ooooooon, that was ages ago!"
"It was barely a week ago, Lucy."
"See? Ages." Annas snicker cuts into the conversation, a genuine looking smile on her face as her eyes dart between the two of us.
"How is it that you manage to find the more… interesting individuals to be your friends, kid?" I roll my eyes and lean back into the chair, Lucy's faux downcast look of hurt disappearing as she turns her gaze to the elder woman. At least it's off of me, it feels weird to be looked at like that, especially from her.
"Whatcha mean by that, miss Anna?" She asks that question in an innocent sounding voice, her head tilting as she keeps eye contact with her.
"Well, if I'm not wrong, you're still friends with that Edward kid, right?" I give the woman a nod, my lips pursing into a line. Shit, I haven't seen him in a while, I sure hope he's okay. "I can't believe you've made friends with someone like that, I do know about how you two met after all, at least little miss Lucy here seems polite."
Lucy beams with delight, a proud smile on her face as she sits up in her seat, I can see her eyes shifting to look at me out of the side of her eye. A shiver runs up my spine again, sealing my lips shut instead of replying. Eaugh, Lucy? Polite?
Who's to say it's not a part of her act to bely whatever her real thoughts are? Would you prefer this, or the deadpan emotionless Lucy?
...I'm not really sure, I'd be unnerved either way.
"So, why are you here Lucy? I can't imagine that you felt like showing up randomly to say hello." I ask the mage as I raise a brow, tapping my fingers against the cup. It doesn't help that she wouldn't know about this place without some help. That seems to trigger something in her head, a flash of something crossing her face as she coughs into her hand.
"Right! I forgot bout that, Eddy told me where I'd find ya. He wants ya to come to the Inn in the town for somethin, I didn't bother asking." She informs me with a casual shrug, a small smile still on her face. I hum to myself, looking away from the mage. Edward wants to meet up, huh? I guess now's a good a time as any other to check up with the bastard.
"Alright, I'll head down there as soon as I can." I respond with a nod, finishing up my internal muttering. Hm, that reminds me, though. "Have you seen or been with him at all lately? I haven't seen him around, personally."
"Oh! He took me around town, like a tour guide and stuff, I haven't been outta Wreathwood before, so I dunno where much is. He helped pay for food and a room for the inn, too." She seems all too happy to respond, a twinge of glee flashing throughout my chest as my lips curl into a smile. Hah, on one hand, I'm glad that he's actually trying to make new friends with someone other than me, the one thing I'd thank his uncle for, it'd help him get used to talking to people.
On the other hand, he's taken Lucy around town, and paid for her room, and for her food. I'm gonna tease the fuck out of him, and it's gonna be hilarious, it's funny when he's flustered.
I can't say I actually understand why you're so amused when you tease him, it's a strange thing to see.
Because it's funny, I said as much. Other than that… I guess it's cause it's nice to be so casual with someone. It helps that he has fantastic reactions to it, I'm happy that he's trying though.
"So he's doing well, then?"
"Yep!" She sounds honest enough, although I can't tell if that smile of her's a genuine one or not. Maybe I'm overthinking it, putting that aside, it's nice to know that he's doing okay.
"So he sent you to come collect me, then?"
"Yuppa yup!" Her smile seems to widen even further, the mage leaning back into her chair as she swings her legs. Like an impatient kid, I really can't get a grip on how she acts.
"Well, let me get some things ready before heading out then, do you mind waiting around a little bit?"
"Nupe! I'll just be outside, I'll see ya in a bit." She giggles as she hops off of the chair, waltzing over to the door. She stops suddenly, as if remembering something, before turning around and curtsying. It looks weird in such plain looking clothes, but the weirdness suits her at least. "Thank you for your hospitality, miss Anna."
"No problem, little miss Lucy, stay safe though kids." Her eyes lightly up as Lucy beams before dipping out of the cottage, the door clicking shut behind her. I sigh to myself and rub my eyes, the stool sliding out from under me as I stand up. I hum to myself as I look over the table, and over the remaining cups. I feel like I've forgotten something…
"I put that chest of yours in your room by the way, Zeke, in case you were wondering." Anna chuckles to herself as she scoops up the cups, moving over to the sink. Ah, I was wondering where it went. I give the woman a nod before waltzing off, over to my room, silently opening the door and poking my head in. The bed's undisturbed at least, a lump laying mostly motionless amid the mound of blankets, rising and falling with slow breaths. A smile pushes its way onto my face as I step into the room, slinking over to the mound of cloth laying against the wall.
I throw my cloak over my shoulders, clasping it together carefully, taking my bag alongside it. I hum to m myself and look over the rest of the pile, shield laying atop the sheathed blade, gloves off to the side. I don't think I'd be needing these things, right? I wouldn't wanna be looking for a fight, anyways. I feel like I'm forgetting something else, too, but I can't even begin to imagine what.
Why wouldn't you take your weapons with you? Just because you don't want to start a fight doesn't mean that it won't happen, better safe than sorry.
That's a fair point, but… I feel weird about it, I won't neglect the thing for too long, just not now.
Here I was thinking that you got over it.
I am over it, just hesitant is all. I shove my hand into my pocket, rummaging through the empty space before clutching at the crystal within, clenching my fist around the rock as it thrums with power. It feels cold, the lingering strength inside nips at the tips of my fingers, but it's a welcoming feeling in the end.
I'm not surprised, just disappointed, which is a regular occurance with you. If you ain't gonna take it along with you, then you better get ready to punch some faces in should it come to blows. But you wouldn't have a problem with that, would you?
Regrettably, that's one of the few things I know I'm good at. I sigh to myself and let go, the crystal sinking back into my pocket, my gaze looking over to the lump on the bed. I waltz over beside and look down to her, a calm look on her face as she remains asleep, her eyes closed shut to the world. She shifts and squirms around a little bit, but doesn't awaken from her slumber, nuzzling further into the bed.
So, are you gonna do something, or are you gonna stand around and look like a creep?
Shh, I'm thinking. Part of me doesn't wanna leave her here alone, I wouldn't want her to wake up confused or anything, but she looks so peaceful. I don't exactly feel like I have the heart to yank her away from a bed, not so soon in the morning anyways.
Leave her then, she's just a kid, it's not like she's made of glass.
I know, I know… I sigh to myself and sit beside her, running a hand through her hair, brushing against her ears, a happy little bubble stirring in my chest as it twitches. Her gentle breathing stops for a moment, eyes squeezing shut before cracking open. She mumbles quietly as she pushes her head against my hand, looking up to me with half lidded eyes. Heh, it looks like she's barely awake.
"Morning, kid." I say softly, a small smile on my face as I dig a finger behind her ears. A happy little smile appears on her face, pressing against my hand in kind, her maw opening wide as she yawns. It's a barely audible one, masked by a soft squeak alongside it, but it's so fucking cute.
I can feel my teeth corroding looking at this shit.
"Sleep well?" Her response isn't exactly words, just a jumble of mumbling noises that clash together, eyelids drooping every so often before being forced back open. Barely awake indeed, then. "Alright, I'm just gonna go out for a bit, but I'll be back later."
That certainly gets her attention, at least a little bit, stirring and shuffling with a tad bit more energy than before, her eyelids opening just that little bit wider. She opens her mouth to speak, but a yawn seems to interrupt her instead, squeaking once more. I'm gonna have a heart attack someday because of her, I swear to god.
"I think you might wanna sleep in a little bit longer, the bed is pretty comfortable, isn't it?" My smile lingers as I run my hand through her hair again, the girls soft giggling echoing throughout the room, along with her purring.
"Mhm…" It's not exactly proper words, but it's a verbal answer that isn't purring, and that's something at least. She seems to sink even further into the bed, a foxy smile still on her face.
"I'll leave you to it, Anna will take care of you until I get back, and I will come back, I promise." She shuffles around in the bed for a little bit, a hazy look covering her eyes for a brief moment before she looks up to me, her golden eyes still partially covered by her eyelids.
"You promise?"
"I promise, and I don't break promises. Who can stop me anyways?" I respond to her with a determined nod, my smile turning into a cocky one as I give her a wink. That seems to elicit a nice reaction from her, her teeth bared into a happy grin as she giggles.
"Okay." Her answer is as short as the nod she gives, delight dancing behind her eyes as she continues to giggle. It's cut short by another yawn, though, the girl pressing her lips together into a short line as her eyelids droop once more.
"Heh, get some sleep kid." I ruffle her hair and lean over the girl, pressing my lips against her forehead for a short moment before pulling away. There's a light dusting of red on her cheeks, her smile adorable and wide as she presses into the bed. A happy snicker escapes my lips as I give her one final pat, yanking the sheets up to her neck and tucking her in.
I loathe the thought of having to get used to this, can I change my mind and veto this shit?
No, you're a big boy, if I can handle doing it, then you can handle seeing it.
Ich, I can definitely wait for the next time. Alright, let's get out of here, making the crazy bitch wait doesn't seem like a wise decision, when do you think she's gonna skin us?
Adrian! My scolding only seems to embolden the parasite, the sound of his laughter echoing in my mind even as I feel my face morph into a scowl, putting my gloves on with a bit too much force. The little prick.
I shut the door behind me very fucking carefully, closing shut with that familiar sounding click, straightening my back as I waltz through the room. There's an odd pep in my step, a light hearted feeling pressing up against my heart, I feel pretty damn good today.
A marvel considering your little fuck up this morning, nearly fucking killed us from the insides.
Shhh, details Adrian, details.
"The kid aint going with ya?" Anna's voice brings me out of my thoughts, the elder woman seated at the table, a book laid open on one side, another cup of tea on the other. I feel as if she craves and makes that particular brew a bit much.
There's worse things to be hooked on.
That's a fair point. Also, I didn't actually ask her if she could look after Mabel while I was out, whoops?
God fucking dammit.
"Nah, she's a little bit tired, and I'd feel bad if I tore out of the bed to drag her around a town full of humans. So uh, do you mind if you looked after her for a bit?" I feel beyond awkward as I ask her the question, rubbing at the back of my neck as she stares at me, although there's a soft look in her eyes.
"Pawing off your kid to me, hm? I'd prefer it if you'd give me some warning beforehand, but I've looked after bigger children before." There's a teasing tone in her response as she chuckles, raising her cup to her lips.
"And what's that meant to mean, Anna?" My lips curl into a smirk as I cross my arms, the woman chuckling once more.
"I believe I'm looking at him right now."
"Come on, I'm not a kid dammit."
"You sure fooled me." It's rather nice to chat to each other like this, nice and casual, a little bit of ribbing on the side, with a smile on both of our faces. I kinda missed this, really, just talking to her. I wish I could do more in return for her, if she'd let me try anyways.
You regret leaving her.
I do, kind of, it feels like it's been ages since we've talked, and I don't think we've actually spoken like this before, but I don't regret going off and doing my own thing, and it's nice to see her being so casual. . I wouldn't skip out on my favourite parasite after all.
Well isn't that just charming.
"Seriously though, thanks for helping me Anna." I do genuinely mean that, and I wish I could actually show how thankful I am, regardless of what she'd need help with.
"It's alright kid, I know what I can and can't handle." She says that with a soft smile and a nod, taking another sip from her cup. Fuck, now I want tea, god dammit. "You look a bit better than yesterday too, slept well?
Eh? I raise an eyebrow before stepping back, looking into the mirror. I rub a thumb over my face, dragging and rearranging my fur as I examine myself. Huh… I guess I do look a little bit better? It's nothing to write home about or anything, but at least the bags under my eyes don't seem nearly as deep and dark as yesterday.
"I guess I did." I mutter in response as I stand upright, a small smile forcing its way onto my face. I guess small differences in some things do matter, right?
"Alright, out you go kid, don't keep a lady waiting." I roll my eyes as the woman chuckles, even if she can't see it, my claws clicking against the wood as I make my way out of the room.
"I'll see you when I get back Anna, I won't be too long, hopefully." She doesn't respond verbally, though I do hear the thwipping of pages before I close the door behind me. I take in a big breath of air, my smile still staining my face as the cold morning dew clings to my throat. Ah fuck yeah, I got a great feeling about today.
I feel like you're jinxing us.
Potentially, but I actually feel good for once, lemme have this.
Sadly, I feel as if you're partly infecting me with your unneeded glee, it's a terrible feeling.
"Fuuuuuuuzzy, you in there?" The clicking of fingers brings me out of my thoughts, shaking my head as I look down to the miniature mage, the girl pouting as her fingers dangle in front of my face. Come on, I wasn't thinking for that long, impatient girl.
"I'm here, ready to go?" I answer her as I whap her fingers down. She huffs again, but she nods, twisting around and marching off. I can't help but feel somewhat amused by the sight, it's… cute in a way, I guess. We march up and over the hill, the morning caws of the birds that surround us is pleasant, as is the gentle swaying of trees.
All this is rather nice, I'm almost surprised bout it.
It is, isn't it? Honestly, if I had to settle down somewhere, I'd probably choose the woods, or somewhere along the outskirts of it. Less interaction with people I don't want to meet, too. Not that I'd settle down anywhere just yet, my wanderlust for this world isn't even close to its end.
As is your want to get into trouble, I bet.
I can't help it when it follows me around.
And when you dive into it headfirst?
Eh, small details.
"So, Anna doesn't know what we're up to?" I hum in thought as I turn to look down to the mage, her hands clasped behind her back as she skips beside me, a blank look on her face.
"I don't think she'd appreciate what we're doing is all, she's rather protective after all. I've made my choice to do it, and I'll follow through, this just makes it easier." I answer with a shrug, shoving my hands into my pockets, gripping the crystal within. I'll tell her some day, probably.
"I understand." It's a surprisingly adult answer, especially from her, a shiver running up my spine as I continue to stare. She's silent for a moment before she breaks out into a grin, the aloof look on her face fading away, replaced with an energy filled one. "Speakin of that, I got somethin I wanna test on ya!"
I can't help but feel wary as she digs through her pants pockets, holding out a vial in a hand. I raise an eyebrow as I take it from her, dangling it from my fingers and swirling the liquid around. It sloshes around in its glass prison, tinted a discoloured yellow, popping open the cork and taking a whiff of it doesn't seem to reveal anything else. It's a liquid that feels uncomfortable to stare at, lacking a scent.
I look down to Lucy, the little mage looking up to me with an expectant grin and a glint in her eyes, the girl almost seems to shake with excitement, stepping from foot to foot.
If you drink this, I'll fucking stab you.
I'm not drinking this, no fucking chance. I step away from the mage, the girls head tilting to the side as I snap a miniature brank from a tree, very fucking gently tilting the vial over it. The yellowed liquid sizzles as it comes into contact with the wood, a disgusting smell wafting through the air as it burns away the wood, though it eventually dies down.
I stare at the mage, blinking every so often, there's not even an ounce of shame on her face. I drop the stick, praying to whatever god above that it doesn't fuck up the environment, shoving the cork back into the vial.
"No." I say simply as I toss the vial to her, the mage yelping as she scrambles to catch it.
"H-hey! Come on Fuzzy, just a drop!"
"No."
"Come oooooooon, pretty please?"
"No, less talking, more walking." The mage doesn't seem very happy with that, her pout returning as she mumbles curses underneath her breath, shoving the vial back into her pocket. I don't even care what she wanted to learn from that, I'm not even gonna attempt it. That's going into the "fuck no" folder.
Probably wanted to see what it'd do to our insides.
Probably wanted to see if our insides could regenerate or someshit.
Bloody lunatic of a mage, Jesus Christ.
…..
A cold chill runs up my spine, raising a hand to tug the hood further down, the other clasped around the mug. There's too many fucking people in this inn, it's morning for fucks sake.
"Can't say I imagine that you'd be so skittish around here, you've been here before."
"Blow it out your ass." Edward chuckles to himself as he raises his mug to his lips, the frothy foam clinging to him even after he lets go. He's wearing rather plain looking clothes, armour forgotten for this occasion. I grumble underneath my breath and follow in kind, at least this tastes nice.
"Can't say I expected you to choose that to drink of all things, too."
"I like milk." And I don't feel comfortable enough to drink alcohol here, what's wrong with milk to begin with huh?. I feel my ears twitch and flatten as a cacophonous cheering echoes throughout the inn, why are people here so loud? At least Lucy's quiet enough, the drink she tends to distracts her from sulking, at least out loud.
"Sorry, if I knew this would make you uncomfortable, I'd have met up elsewhere." He seems oddly bashful as he apologises, a sad looking smile on his face. Ah, now I just feel like shit, this is how I'm gonna meet up with a friend after dipping for a few days? I don't know why I feel so irritated, but I should be able to deal with it.
So much for feeling good, huh?
"No, it's okay, I can deal with it." As begrudging as it feels to say, I know I can put up with it. I sit up that little bit straighter and give the man a grin and a wink, downing the rest of the drink. "What'd you want me for anyways?"
"Can't I just enjoy some time with a friend?"
"If that's the only reasoning behind calling me here, then I'd be perfectly fine with it." I lean into my palm and state at the guardsman, his smile doesn't quite reach his eyes.
"Uncle told me about his offer to you." Ah, that certainly answers that question. I raise an eyebrow as I continue to stare at him, he seems… oddly fidgety, what's going on?
"Aaaaaaand?" I trail off with the twisting of a hand, the edges of my lips curling up despite the topic at hand. He's so squirmy, part of me enjoys it, but the other part's just worried.
"I know that you probably don't enjoy the thought of being stuck here for too long, and I don't want you to take up the offer just for my sake." That certainly takes a bit for him to struggle out, his eyes shifting from spot to spot on the table. He's not wrong in the slightest, there's a longing pang in my chest as my thoughts drift. I'd miss him honestly, first actual friend in this world, whatever the circumstances might've been.
"What makes you think I'd take the offer anyways?"
"Because it's something that you'd do." I can't help but snicker, he got a goddamn hole in one.
"Well shit, I can't exactly deny that, can I? Besides, I'm still thinking about it, I got time and your uncle can wait, why are you worried?" His face morphs into a little sneer, an arm wriggling around in a pocket before throwing something over to me. A yelp escapes my throat as a cold metal bounces off of my nose, fumbling with myself as I catch it on the way down.
"Did you just throw a fucking coin at me?"
"And I'll fucking do it again, you bloody idiot. I'm worried because I care for you enough to miss you." His sneer falls into a small frown, the guard looking down and away. A sad smile makes its way onto my face as I stare at him for a while longer, my heart feeling oddly… full, I think. Son of a bitch, he's making me feel mushy about it all.
It's kind of gross, eaugh.
Shush.
"Even if I don't join the guard around here, what's stopping me from coming back? You can't get rid of me that easily." I pipe up with a wink and another grin, kicking back into my seat. His frown still lingers, but at least it's a little bit more lopsided, nodding along with me. We're silent for a moment, the dull murmuring of the inn taking over the conversation. He still seems a bit downcast from all this, and the smile on his face doesn't seem entirely happy.
Well, we can't be having that, can we? I don't want to waste time being all mopey and shit. I run a thumb over the coin before tossing it back to him.
"Come on then, wipe that frown off of your face, next rounds on me." That certainly seems to brighten his spirits, a small smile on his face as he catches the coin with a flick of a hand.
"For once you'll be paying for me, instead of the other way around." I shrug in response, my eyes shifting from the guardsman to the mage, pout still plaguing her face, even if she doesn't look at me.
"That goes for you too, Lucy, we're all friends here." I lean over and gently nudge the girl, though she doesn't give much of a verbal response, she does shuffle a little in her seat, sitting up a little bit straighter. It's better than nothing, I guess. Edward utters something to Lyn as she approaches, though it's hard to make out from the din of the inn.
It doesn't take long for Lyn to return to the table, a trio of heavy looking tankards resting upon a plate that she deals out to the three of us, I can feel the liquid sloshing inside as I fiddle with it. This looks a bit pricey, but I don't mind. I drum my fingers against the wood for a moment, pursing my lips together, I feel like I should say something…
"I'll miss you too, you know." I say aloud, eyes trailing over to Edwards as he stops, already in the middle of lifting his drink to his lips, returning my stare. Uh, shit, I think that's kind of awkward, I can salvage this. "But this isn't the best time for worrying about the future, is it? Why waste our time together worrying about being apart instead of enjoying the time we have together? It's not as if we'll never see each other again, it just might take a bit is all."
Edward's silent for a moment, but a small grin seems to break through his silence, the man chuckling as he puts down his cup.
"It, I'm not the best with this emotional shit, you know that, but that doesn't mean I don't appreciate this, and I don't just mean the free drinks. You have a good point though, fuck the future, lets focus on now." That's something I can agree with, my lips curling into a grin as I push my cup into the air.
"To the present, then!" I cheer aloud as I look between the two, Edward giving his own beam of a smile as he presses his own tankard against mine. "Come on Lucy, join in on the fun."
"Fiiiiiine." She finally caves in with a huff, shuffling forward and stretching to join in on the toast, her tankard smacking ours with a dull clacking. Her diminutive size probably doesn't do her any favours here, heh.
Oddly enough, that's probably one of the few things you've said that seems somewhat intelligent. Not a great deal, mind you.
I have my moments. Edward and I cheer aloud as we bring our cups back down, Lucy following up with a very enthusiastic 'woo'. She must still be a bit sulky, then.
So, what's the plan for the rest of the day? We're not gonna go back to Annas, are we?
I hum to myself as the thoughts in my mind stir, downing a mouthful of the drink, the smooth liquid running down my throat almost gleefully. It's alcohol of some kind, though I'm not too sure, it lacks the bitter bite of the cheaper grog, and it's not quite heavy either. Judging from the sigh of relief from Edward, he seems to enjoy it a fair bit, he has good tastes. I sure hope he doesn't notice my sight lingering on him for too long, he just looks so relaxed.
For some reason, I'm hesitant to know what you have planned.
I'm not the best with plans, but I have an idea on what I want to do.
And what's that?
My lips curl into a smirk as I take another swig from the cup. It almost tastes fruity, my senses tingling just that little bit. I'm not the best at planning, but there's some things I want to take the reins of.
I'm gonna give Gerome a visit, I got some questions I want to ask the old man, ones that I hope he can answer.