@emorystarling location: Mojo Dojo Casa De Flora and Micah's Cabin in Lupercal notes: I'm going to end up making this sad but you love me
Back on track was one way of putting it. Cautiously optimistic and yet still haunted by his past- there was something to be said about shared trauma and making amends. For all his bluster, there were still many people that Micah had hurt; somewhere in the back of his mind, he was thinking about Aurora and his dad as he sat on the docks and idly pushed the breeze over the water's edge. He watched as the wind made the lake ripple, how it churned with the magic that had bloomed under his fingertips a few months ago. Micah had already thought that he could go anywhere and do anything; freedom used to be all he wanted. Now it felt like a burden, too much rope and-
"Loaded up on Jiffy." Micah spoke casually over his shoulder with a halfhearted smile as he sat on the deck. His outfit was still a surprise so he'd put it on before they left, but Lupercalia was one year for them. One real year. One year without a breakup and one year since they had promised to forgive the other for anything. "It's tradition, after all."














