Imagine Homura inviting Oktavia over to her place for the first time and the witch seeing what the inside of Homura’s home looks like and just freezing in place for a second.
“Homura, are you doing alright?” She asks, concern clear to see on her face in a way that Homura had not seen for many many loops.
“I… of course I am, why do you ask Mi- Oktavia?” She responds, still having an issue with always remembering the other girl’s new name and honestly being rather uncomfortable with it at this point.
“Because a witch’s Labyrinth is formed from their miseries and curses of their first life, and this place may occupy real space, but I can tell from a glance that this may as well be your own labyrinth. It isn’t healthy.”
(Might finish this later, but it is fairly okay for five minutes of phone writing during a break.)
AYO??? THATS THE GOOD STUFF
