𝗟𝗢𝗖𝗔𝗧𝗜𝗢𝗡 : gregory r. kane library . 𝗦𝗧𝗔𝗧𝗨𝗦 : closed for @highwcters !
COMFORT DID NOT COME IN the form of familiar faces & wandering hands , not for noeul gwon . there were very few people that she could genuinely tolerate for extensive periods , let alone seek solace from . those around her had grown to become fragile tethers to a place long gone , and noeul had evolved into a creature with edges like sharp knives . BUT , new ham was a wide , lonely place , even to those who would much rather hollow themselves until they are empty and deprived , than fall low enough to take an outreached hand —— the library is mostly vacant , part from a few stragglers attempting NORMALCY in a world that was fighting so hard to abandon the concept entirely ; but it’s the face of someone she has grown to familiarise herself with that edges her forward now . ❛ book club got cancelled months ago , sorry to be the bearer of bad news . ❜ the noeul equivalent to a quip and a greeting wrapped into one , as she finds home in the empty seat beside him - fighting the urge to kick up her feet against the desk or dragging her chair along the floors until it squeaked incisively —— something - anything - to disrupt the peace here . libraries had never been her thing - noeul gwon was much too cataclysmic to ever stay contained in such a small place for long . ❛ unless you’re here for other reasons , because then i’d have to warn you — ❜ the good thing about nathan reddy ? among other things was how she didn’t have to cradle him — she didn’t even have to tolerate him , if she so pleased . a blissful IN - BETWEEN PLACE that she found herself seeking far too often than she would have liked . she leans in closer now , mimicking a whisper - tone light & taunting . ❛ if i witness any shonky business i’m singing like a canary , nathan . ❜