@multavia / plotted.
ㅤ ㅤIf the alley was a place where time didn't pass, outside the hours flew by at an incredible speed. There hasn't been a single moment of rest since then, old memories added to her curiosity leading her to walk all over the town. Still peaceful and bucolic, with occasional changes in the landscape, it was the same Morioh that was taken from her years ago — but safe again, thanks to her friend's efforts. They also received a share of her attention, of course. The fear of not being accepted on her own terms remained hidden behind sweet smiles and attentive looks, and fortunately that did not have many opportunities to appear. It seemed like everyone kind of considered it fair after all, which was enough to calm her still restless heart. The truth was, she couldn't be completely serene until she found Josuke. Even knowing the places where he used to be, a respectful distance was maintained. Although she couldn't change her own nature, she could at least avoid doing ghostly things, and that included not sneaking around the corners. The town size and the same group of friends guaranteed an eventual meeting, faster than she would have liked, but with the fulfillment of a promise: their picnic. It would be the ideal situation to tell him the news, so she should prepare herself accordingly.
ㅤ ㅤHis words were still fresh in her mind. As much as the idea of Josuke worrying about doing something nice for both of them made her happy, she knew herself well enough to know that she wouldn't be able to let him do all the work. It wasn't fair, considering that the place was already offered by him. What was left for her to do? Her mere presence was not enough, of course. That's why she decided to venture out a little bit further, asking to use Rohan's kitchen. Few details to avoid stress, after all she was not sure if she still remembered how to cook at all. Nama chocolate was her choice, because it was so easy and everyone liked it! The dessert looked delicious and had a mouth-watering smell, so she wrapped it up carefully and left — thinking it would be better not to meet him on the way just for the sake of surprise. Therefore, Reimi took a while before finally walking to the lighthouse, leaving the residential streets behind. The wind in her hair was like a welcome sign, a tender smile touching her lips when she distinguished his silhouette. ❝ Josuke! I hope I didn’t make you wait too long! ❞ She said as she approached, seeing the things for the picnic already arranged. Suddenly conscious of the package in her hands, she hesitated a little before offering it to him. ❝ I’m sorry, but I wanted to bring something too. I’m out of practice, but it looks good! ❞ Her nervousness grew as she looked at what he brought, but her excitement helped to disguise it a little.











