Mar 14, 2014
"A year ago you were here with me... I still have the gift that you gave me. You were the only one that had remembered..."Β
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"A year ago you were here with me... I still have the gift that you gave me. You were the only one that had remembered..."Β
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Stepping off of the public transit, he let out a heavy sigh, his breath visible in the cold as a dull fog. He'd been on the bus for three, four whole cycles around town, thinking, stressing, and thinking some more, and yet as he walked into the glass encasement that was the bus stop, he couldn't deny that he had, undoubtedly, gotten no further in his thoughts than he had when he'd left. What time was it? He hadn't even brought his phone along with him, which was definitely a first. All he knew was that it was dark, and that it had been dark for a while now. He stuffed his hands into the pockets of his jacket, and rested his forehead against the glass, letting out yet another distressed sigh.Β
"What am I even doing...." He mumbled to himself, closing his eyes tight as his brows furrowed. He forgot entirely about the cold around him, and stood in silence for a minute or two. As he stepped away, he took a brief look at his reflection, only to look away almost as soon as he'd seen himself. His eyes narrowed, and he lowered his head so that he wouldn't see himself as he left the bus stop. He was too disappointed to even look at himself.Β
He walked slowly, making the time that it took from the bus stop to reach home about twice as long, if not longer. When he approached the door, he hesitated. He wondered if they were finished with their conversation yet. He considered waiting until it seemed like a better time, but shook his head. If he stayed out too long in this cold, he'd most likely get sick. He opened the door, and instantly removed his jacket and shoes. Instead of looking around for anyone, he made a beeline for his bedroom, and closed the door behind himself.
He hadn't meant to eavesdrop. He had only been passing by when he heard Kanata and his faerie friend speaking to one another. His curiosity had gotten the best of him, and he found himself standing in place, taking in the words exchanged between the two. He frowned deeply, his brows knitting together as their conversation sank in, and he realized just what he was listening to. His gaze dropped to the floor, and then he quickly made his way somewhere else, because he felt the bubbling urge to interrupt them, to tell Blossom, as he was used to him being called, that he was wrong, even if that wasn't entirely true. He hated his dishonest nature, and his nosiness, and everything that he was feeling, and so he grabbed his jacket, and put on his shoes, and left the house to go for a walk.
When did I start feeling like this...?
Um.... Merry Christmas, everyone.Β
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