every wound is salty, every memory scarred.
a sweet little starter for @ara-vas ♥
She has a bag of blood in her hands when she makes her way towards Ara’s place, the worry is explicit in her facial expression after she’s heard of the news in the Clan: the stranger she had just met, the things he told her and the feeling of deception that she is sure her friend is now feeling... She feels like she has to go over there and check on Ara.
They’ve known each other for such a long time, Ahreum can’t help but feel concern towards her --- they’ve been working together for over four centuries, of course there would be some intimacy involved in their relationship after all those years, of course a friendship would be developed at some point. Alongside all the respect and admiration that she felt for the older female, she considered Ara to be one of her closest friends.
They have always shared secrets with one another, they have always talked about anything and everything, and when she heard about the things Go Jeon had done to Ara... And now, meeting the son she had talked about and knowing that he wants to be a part of the Clan, Ahreum can’t help but worry about her friend.
She wants to be there for Ara, she wants to show her that she is not alone. She wants Ara to know she is appreciated.
She knocks on the door and waits, quietly and patiently, opening a warm and sweet smile once her friend opens the door for her.
“Ara, my dear... Can we talk?”
