@purredator liked for a starter!
[Your memory wasn't the best, that was something you could be certain of. But what you did remember, was the few olives you'd stumbled upon during your time here. Nepeta, Boldir, even that one time when you met yourself, more confident and more successful than you’ll ever be. They never really seemed to leave your thinkpan, though you tried to push them out, the back of your brain occupied with a few friends that you didn't think you'd ever see again.]
[It was... a little lonely, if you were honest with yourself. You didn’t want to admit it, but you’d grown more accustomed to having people that you got along with around.]
[But... it seemed you had proven yourself wrong, for much like during the apocalypse, though less desolate and... bloody, your cattailed fellow artist sat near the brick, scrawling happily upon its surface with a piece of bright white chalk. What luck, huh?]
CHARUN: .. CHARUN: Nepeta?
