@rambunctiious
snow was collecting against pavement and saf had been gone for over a year. it was hard to believe that her neighborhoods homes managed to look so bleak under the weight of winter. though walking from one destination to the next, wrapped up in a bulky jacket and an excessive scarf, she felt the familiarity of it all. only when she knocked on the door of an old friend's house did her hands shake. she stuffed them in her pockets, inhaling deeply in preparation. when the door the opened, a smile pulled at the corners of her lips as if anxiety never touched her. “hey,” words muttered, “can i come inside?”
















