@4ourleafclover
After successfully managing to get his new found allergies in control, Sigma was finding the shitty ghost plaguing him to be a little easier to manage. He did also learn, unfortunately, he could not block him out no matter what. Ear plugs weren’t working, so he’d just have to listen to unending rude comments everywhere he went.
While doing such and trying to ignore endless comments about just going back to work, he spotted someone he... Thinks, looks familiar. Sure, she was way younger than when he generally saw her, but that was most likely Clover.
How these things were manifesting was really weird.
Walking over to her---carefully, she looked freaked out about something---he crouched a bit to get more to her height to talk.
“Hey uh---hey Clover, do you recognize me?”
“It’s Sigma. Are you okay? Do you need help finding Light?”











