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"I don't believe we've met, now stop smiling at me."

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"I don't know much about you at all...but that is an intriguing parcel you carry."
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(Was supposed to be a Horror drabble in an abandoned building, but it slowly devolved into fluff...)
Rovell bolted through the woods, the sounds of thunder and rain drowned out by the beating of his own heart. He planted his hands firmly on a fallen tree and vaulted over it with a gust of wind. As he jumped, a branch caught a fold in his robe, tearing the fabric along his leg. His feet hit the mud and he continued, tattered robes the least of his concerns. Beasts quick on his heels, Rovell blindly rushed through the forest, desperately seeking some form of refuge. He burst through a covering of branches and stumbled into a clearing. Even through the downpour, he could make out a structure, what appeared to be an old windmill. The brief rush of relief he felt was quickly pushed out by a bloodcurdling cry from the woods behind him. The priest couldn’t tell if it was a roar or a scream, and he didn’t care to find out which. Gritting his teeth, he stumbled towards the building.
Randomize!
[They’re RUNNING FROM ALIENS, Haeyin is hungry, Wolfie is dismal, they’re lovers, the interaction is positive, and the AU was runaways. This is goddamned gold I’m not sure where to start.]
With how strangely time seemed to pass for world-hoppers, he couldn’t quite guess at how long the two had traveled together, but he knew that he was oddly glad when, after he had finally found Termina again, the young swordsman decided to stay just a little longer.
Of all the promises he had made about the ranch his old friend had once owned, however, the glowing lights lingering at the horizon when they arrived road-weary in the dead of night were definitely a surprise. “Well,” he said nervously, clearing his throat and trying to ignore his companion’s startled stare as the number of creatures steadily climbed, “I don’t suppose you brought a bow?”