imonlysomedream called out to you
More people coming to speak to Edward. It was getting harder and harder to walk down the street without someone trying to talk to him. He wished that he was able to at least go one day without having someone call his name. "What is i--" Edward paused as he spoke, turning around to look at the man, golden eyes widening. Was it real? This wasn't a dream, was it? Oh god, if it was a dream, he wished that he wouldn't wake up.
"Alfonse...?" His voice quivered and shook with uncertainty and confusion. This.. Was real. Alfonse was standing right in front of him. It made the blonde freeze, hands clenching and unclenching, mouth opened slightly as he continued to stare at him. So many things rushed to his mind, but there were so few things that he could really say. He could even barely form a sentence.Â
