Jan 5, 2018
Silently, Natsume browsed the omamori, trying to decide which would be best for the upcoming year. Happiness or love? Success or money? She had no true desire for tangible riches, but what would she gain from choosing something like romance? Turning to the side, she noticed a familiar face---her own, though she hardly faltered at the sight anymore. She turned back to her search. ❝ I welcome the New Year with myself, it seems. ❞
“It’s... almost quite humorous. I’ve always noted how I’d spend holidays such as these by myself, but I never thought I’d be doing so with myself.” She floats the drink on her end table to her mouth, taking a small sip from it. “Though, I guess that isn’t a fair comparison... I don’t feel nearly as lonely.”
