May 2, 2020
"slow" for the WIP ask game!
Not quite “slow”, but close enough! (Also I didn’t have “slow” in either of my wips)
Gaius stood and bowed lowly, picking up his bag again as he stood. Morgana watched as he slowly shuffled to the door. He stopped and turned back towards her, one hand on the handle.
“If you wish to speak to me, my door will always be open.”
Morgana nodded. “Thank you.”
And then he was gone, the door closing softly behind him, and Morgana slumped in her bed. Alone, again, and wondering if that would ever change.
