❝ sorry, what was your name again? ❞
eyes rolled , lips flattening . it was the first summer he was getting back into dnd , for will's sake , & for the sake of the party . dnd was always second nature to him , but it felt almost foreign now . going from being the party's dungeon master to being a player was an ADJUSTMENT to say the least . lips separated as he mustered out a forced tone . " MIKE , the brave . . . i'm mike the brave . " for a MOMENT it was almost humiliating , but it brought him back to all those 10 hour long campaigns in his basement. laugher ringing in his ears , the smell of pizza filling the room , the sound of dice clattering against the wooden table . he felt like a kid again & he wanted to embrace every moment of it .