#fromsaudades

It’s late, the kind of late where Colony House quiets down a little, but the hum of distant conversations still lingers in the hallways. Muz had been roaming the house, as usual, trying to find a spot where the noise didn’t feel like it was going to crawl into his skin. He lands in the kitchen and leans against the doorframe. He glances across the room and notices Maude, sitting at the kitchen table.

'Hey,' Muz says, his voice low but steady. The last thing he wants to do after nightfall is startle anyone. 'You doing alright?'