@weightofworlds ~ Catarina
Magnus was most likely late, he’d sent Catarina a text message saying he was headed over hours ago. Only to find himself taking a slow walk, his sunglasses taking most of the glare from the sun as his cat-eyes glint behind the darken rims.
He was far too restless, with too many variables unknown to him. Him! He always had an answer for everything & this experience in itself was nothing he had a console for. The reverse, yes, he could find a few words for any new downworlder that crossed his threshold, but this? This was a terrible joke no one should dare to tell.
Once reaching his darling Catarina’s door, Magnus leans against the doorframe. Lightly knocking against the wood as his cat-eyes take in his surroundings.














