#nathanielwolfsong

[samarmando]

who: @nathanielwolfsong where: wolfsong funeral home

Sam had only been back in town for a couple of days when he got his first job on Task Rabbit. He was delighted to discover it was at his old friend Nathan's house. Busy sorting through paperwork that Simon needed help with in the foyer, Sam noticed movement out of the corner of his eye.

"Nathan! Hi!" Sam's smile beamed at his friend. "Are you working right now?" His face turned solemn as he remember what Nathan did for his family business. "Who died?"

[emupowell]

who: @nathanielwolfsong where: nathan's house, eventually

It had been two weeks since Emily had seen Nathan, the longest stretch since they first met in real life. He used to come by the diner often, or she would go to his place to play games. But lately, Nathan had been resting his body from the injuries he sustained during the demon invasion. Emily understood his need for recovery, but she missed her best friend dearly.

They used the bracelets she had made to check in with each other throughout the day, a small comfort that made her smile whenever she thought about Nathan wearing his. She pressed the center of the circle on hers, feeling the familiar warmth, before pulling out her phone. It was silly to rely solely on the bracelet when she could just text him. With a quick tap, she pulled up his messages and started typing.

EMU: hey, the olympics are starting tonight EMU: do you wanna watch with me? EMU: unless you're not feeling up for it which is totally understandable!!

Emily rolled her eyes at herself as she glanced at her messages. Ever since the demon invasion, she found herself second-guessing every interaction with Nathan, something she never did before. He made her nervous now, but not in a bad way. She knew the nervousness stemmed from her newly developed crush on him, which felt silly to admit even to herself. With a sigh, she put her phone away, trying to stop obsessing over the messages.

[emupowell]

who: @nathanielwolfsong where: summer festival!!

When the festival started, Emily had come with Nathan to spend time with one of her best friends. They had spent most of the day together, but once the screaming began, everything became a blur. She couldn't remember how they got separated or how many people she had healed. She knew she had to do something instead of running away, despite the fear building inside her.

Emily's hands were dirty, and her clothes were tattered, which was unfortunate because she had just bought these shorts last week. Blood trailed down her face from a cut on her forehead, and scrapes marked her arms and knees from falls as she navigated the festival. Her phone had no signal, preventing her from contacting her family or ensuring their safety. And where was Nathan? She scanned the crowd for the brunette. If she couldn't find him, did that mean something had happened to him? Emily forced herself to cut off that line of thinking. He had to be okay. He just had to be.

Turning down the aisle of games, she finally saw Nathan. He didn't look great, but he wasn't dead. Her eyes brimmed with tears. "Nathan?!" Emily had noticed some people acting strangely since the chaos started, but seeing Nathan now, she didn't care if he was acting weird. He looked fine. She ran towards him. "Nathan, we have to get out of here!"

[samarmando]

who: @nathanielwolfsong where: masquerade ball, by the stage

Sam stood by the stage after Ghost Under Oath’s first set, scanning the crowd for Ria. He had told her he’d wait so they could grab a drink together, but now he was second-guessing. Maybe he should have just gotten the drinks while she was making her way out from backstage. He shifted on his feet, about to head for the bar, when he spotted Nathan lingering nearby.

A grin spread across Sam’s face at the sight of his friend, and he quickly made his way over. “Hey, Nathan!” he called out, his voice light and friendly. “What’d you think of the show? Enjoy it?” Sam asked, his smile widening as he reached him, happy for a familiar face in the crowd.

[beauwolfsong]

who: @nathanielwolfsong where: at the summer festival pre-demon invasion

Beau smiled as he wandered down the rows of treats at the festival. He dreamed of one day selling his own creations in a place like this, but for now, he was content to admire and buy others' sweets, seeking inspiration for his own work. Just after purchasing a Danish, he caught sight of his little brother out of the corner of his eye. Grinning, the werewolf trotted over with the Danish in hand. "Nathan!"

Beau's grin widened as he reached Nathan's side, pulling him into a hug and giving him a quick sniff for good measure. He smelled like his normal self, just fresher. Like he took a shower recently. "Did you just get here? Who are you meeting?" His eyes lit up as he released Nathan. "Are you meeting Mom?"