#duskstart

It wasn’t ideal to be stuck in Volterra, and she’d pushed back at her “adoptive parents” when they’d alerted her of being called to Volterra until the Volturi deemed that their coven was clear of any suspicions. leaving behind friends and a routine that she liked for the Italian countryside might sound like a dream to some, but Asteria was restless, needed to keep busy. At the suggestion of her family, she took the town streets figuring that finding a fun cafe with good coffee could help her feel a little more comfortable, seeing as no one around her seemed to keep a fridge, let alone food for her to eat if she didn’t want blood. Having found a suitable cafe nestled just 10 minutes from her temporary home she slammed into someone else as she rounded a corner, coffee spilling over both individuals. “Fuck me.” she grumbled before looking up, “I’m so sorry- I was in my own world and didn’t see you coming.”