@neverfulfilled
[She doesn’t remember how long it’s been, all she knows is that she’s been asleep. Suddenly she’s nervous, she’s worried that maybe appearing without warning is a bad idea. But she can’t even remember how long she’s last seen him. She doesn’t even remember what had happened. The Sin is careful with approaching him from behind, having teleported in a whisk of smoke without disturbing him, her feet silently hitting the cold tile floor of his home. Taking a moment, she stares at his back, desperate to wrap her arms around him and never let go. She’s scared. He’ll be upset. He’ll be mad. He’ll have so many questions she wouldn’t be able to answer. Maybe it was a bad idea to come so suddenly.... But she opens her mouth without thinking, nothing coming out despite wanting to cry. Gluttony can’t move, and she knows it’s already too late to turn back. She knows he felt her the second she decided to come here.]Â
[Oh Satan. She doesn’t know what to do--]
