Sep 21, 2019
@baddogluke
Going out alone was slowly becoming more comfortable for the familiar. Slowly but surely she was starting to learn her way around town, which let her focus a little more on the people around her. Acacia spied a familiar figure, one she didn’t think she’d see again. She meandered over to the boy, uncertain yet still determined. He might not want to see her again, but the familiar had found her thoughts turning to him since they’d met in the chateau. Stepping softly as she drew near him, she managed to produce a fruit. Holding it out to him, she murmured, “Orange for your thoughts?”
