coincidences. there are lots of those lately. yet they’re never enough to create a scene. never deemed important enough to be taken into careful consideration. even by someone who claims to be oh-so-clever. she’s aurora. the nickname her mother gave her which just seemed to fit. stuck with her through high school back in germany and even here in korea. daphne is.. daphne just. remains within her head now. she has transcended into a deity. too pure for this world. ripped from the seams, which results in the birth of nyx. nickname courtesy of herself; used just as much as aurora is. but the seasons are beginning to change. time is.. moving faster. things are happening. people getting older. her mom, for instance. a slow decline that’s been going on for a while now. her landing in a mental hospital was.. only inevitable as this point. at least she’ll get help, though, right? friends are being made. like romano. bonded through.. similar stories. and – perhaps they’re meant to be, right? destined to meet. because both of their moms are in the same hospital. plans are made. they’ll visit at the same time. maybe hang out after. chat with each other about how things are going. if progress is being made.
but winter is coming. winds are getting harsher and her wardrobe isn’t exactly in tip top shape. will cause her to run later than expected as she scrambles to put on tons of layers. because aurora is only this frail, fragile girl. one that will for sure freeze if she’s out in the cold for even a few minutes. luckily everything beyond that goes as planned, though. but by this point she’s running. dashing across the street to avoid the cars and being out in the weather any longer. phone vibrating in her coat pocket but it’s dim. hardly felt with all the clothes she’s got on right now. however, she won’t rush to look at the text. romano is in the distance. she can see his phone in his hand. it’s probably just him asking where she was. and if it wasn’t? well, anyone else would just have to wait. she couldn’t come to their rescue anyway. not right now. she has plans. ones she finally gets to start with just one big step up onto sidewalk where she’s greeted with a pouting, and soon smiling face. now is when she’ll reach out for him – partly because she’s already late and also because she’s desperate for the warmth of another human being right now. arm linking with his as she practically bolts for the door. ❝ you could’ve gone in without me! it’s freezing out here. which is exactly why i’m late, by the way. did you know i have no suitable jacket for the weather lately? ❞ the conversation is made almost instantly. she’s comfortable with him. they.. they sort of relate. more than anyone else she’s met. her life always ends up being too complicated. never finding anything in common with anyone she meets.
Just like that, they rush into the hospital together, mostly due the smaller woman practically dragging him in with her. Her strength is as surprising as how cold she was, colder than he was which was strange considering he was possibly out longer than she was. It’s then that he’s reminded that she is a woman, and women did tend to be a lot colder than men. He was nervous now, as he looked around the room, as they walked, together to the receptionist. He hadn’t seen his mother in a long time, too long if you ask certain people, and he was hoping she was doing okay, that she’d adjusted well and was doing better.
“I could’ve, yes, but I’d rather have met you out there, so we can go in together, literally. Also.. get a jacket, what are you doing? Winter is literally around the corner. We’re getting you a jacket after we meet our mothers. I know a store with really nice winter jackets.”
He frowns while he speaks, worried about Aurora and her lack of a winter jacket, and making a mental note to purchase some medicine just in case she might get sick from the cold, even though she looked pretty bundled up what with all the clothes it looked like she was wearing.
The institute had that typical, antiseptic smell to it, and surprisingly, there weren’t that many people here. You’d think it’d be full of family members and friends coming to visit, but today, it was eerily empty, save for a few nurses and the receptionist, and well, the two of them. He shrugs mentally, more important things on his mind, like his mother. He’d missed her and her cooking and the way the house used to smell when she would clean it. He even missed waking up to her folding his laundry right beside his bed. That was why he’d eagerly signed himself in as a visitor, giving the receptionist a cheeky smile as he did so, because he knows he’s charming and he knows how girls usually look at him. It was no different with her, and he giggled at her timid display, waiting for Aurora to sign herself in after him.
“You know.. maybe we could meet each others mother since we’re here. I’m sure they both could use more than one visitor, no? What do you say?”
He loved this. The air between him and his friend, the way it was so easy to talk to her and not feel obligated to act a certain way, or come off a certain way. He could just be himself and she didn’t mind one bit, and he was so glad he’d made a friend such as herself. He knew good things would come from their friendship and that a lot of memories were waiting to be made. She was a friend he’d always cherish, even if one day they grew apart. But he doubted that they would, he had a feeling that somehow, today would give them a stronger bond.
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