#c:aurel

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@realcherub

The day had been long, and Jolene was tired of trying to figure out whether she hadn’t slept in six days or only the one day she felt it had been since leaving from the Fourth of July celebrations. Of course— Aurel seemed convinced she hadn’t slept in years let alone the six days she had been gone. Most likely that was the reason he insisted she be going to bed as soon as they got to her humble apartment. “I’m not even that tired, Aurel. Besides I wanna stay up and talk with you now that the annoying one is gone. It’s not fai-i-ah-” but mid word her talking turned into a yawn. Jolene was quickly becoming the stubborn and grumpy toddler that refused to sleep until she got what she wanted.

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@realcherub

So maybe she hadn’t been entirely truthful when she’d told Aurel she’d gotten an invitation to a party. The truth was- an old college friend had told her the location of one of the sure to be best parties going on for the 4th of July, and she’d decided her and Aurel were going to try their luck at getting in. At first she hadn’t been sure whether the risk was worth it, but then her friend had mentioned the pool. Which explained why she was currently huddled in an alley next to the party with Aurel by her side. “Alright, I think if you just give me a boost I can clear this fence and then help you over it.”

[jolellyfish-blog]

Reunited (and it feels so good) || Ira & Aurel & Jolene

@realcherub

Jolene had left Max in a hurry as soon as she’d heard Aurel had ventured into the Labyrinth after her. Ever since then a quiet panic had set in, as she ran along the halls of the maze. What if Aurel had been hurt, or worse? Though she knew him to be a capable warrior she also knew that he had never set foot outside of their city and Camp. Now he was traversing the Labyrinth which- though safer than it had been before- was still no place to wander if one could help it. The beating of her heart as her worry set in was audible in her ears, but not loud enough to where she couldn’t hear the oncoming pattering of footsteps coming her way. On her former trek in the Labyrinth she had been quiet, careful, but now that Aurel was on the line she couldn’t help the hopeful cry that left her as the footsteps came closer. “Aurel?! Aurel, is that you?”