She poked the girl as she was laying in bed. Ymir had managed to come back inside the city after the clash of Titans. In secrecy, she sneaked into Historia's quarters, hopefully unseen. "Oi. It's time to wake up. Come on. Jeez, you look like shit."
{♕} — "What..?" Another dream. It had to be. Ymir wouldn't know where she was -- much less be able to sneak in. Her eyes shut tight, wishing to the phantom in her head to just fade out of existence. It was hard enough for her to have to remember..
Ymir was gone. The blonde knew that. I just need to give it up.
Biting her lower lip and swallowing, she felt the touch that was all too familiar. Gentle, but prodding into her space.
It's merely a memory. Ignore it.
Eyes shut as tight as she could handle, Historia rolled over beneath the sheets and prayed to god her head would have mercy on her this morning.
