A QUAINT STOREFRONT, nothing grand. it had a warm and welcoming feel to it, much like her smile, or the way she would light up about something she was so passionate about--- it reminded him of her, in every way. at the thought, that scowl usually set into his features seemed to fall away, and something softer took its place as he approached the door. pushing it open gently and stepping inside, he ventured a greying gaze about his new surroundings, drinking in as much detail as possible, before he paused, raising his brows upon a familiar face emerging to greet him.
there she was, as if not a day had gone by since their last encounter in this place. she’d found a home in it, despite her heart beckoned to wander as her people had always done. evening out his expression, trevor addressed her in a teasing manner---
“ i’m looking for someone--- ” a man alone, bedraggled in appearance, garbed in linens and matted furs, neared her slowly, “ i don’t suppose you’ve seen her around, have you? ” his smile, albeit tempered, was warm, as he leveled a hand with his forehead in gesture.
“ she’s about your height, short messy hair, big blue eyes--- bit of an attitude problem. ” he added slyly, glimpsing her reaction, before dropping his hand, “ she’s a friend actually... a good one. ”
† @cyfre.












