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… is she allowed to ask for a hug or
he worries if he gets to embrace her he might never be able to let her go . .

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@reperiire replied:
… is she allowed to ask for a hug or
he worries if he gets to embrace her he might never be able to let her go . .
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❛❛ It almost feels like a joke to play out a part when you are not the starring role in someone else's heart. You know I'd rather walk alone, than play a supporting role if I can't get the starring role. ❜❜
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The sound of waves was like a weight lifting off of his shoulders. He had missed that sound, and even though it was hundreds of miles away from the place he once called home it never ceased to bring him a feeling of nostalgia. Daisya smiled, looking back at his traveling companion.
“Hey, if we’ve got a minute we should head down to the beach.”
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Daisya sighed, poking at the slice of cake in front of him. The dining hall was empty aside from him, having raided the kitchen for a midnight snack, and the finder who had joined him. Her loss, since that meant he actually had someone to ramble pointlessly at.
“Having a body kinda sucks. It’s always doing things and I don’t like it. Side hurt like hell yesterday but now it’s fine. Hevlaska’s got it made. No set physical form and gets to make cryptic prophecies all day. Wish that were me.”
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An amused smile comes to their face, lifting her drink to her faintly in an invitation. As soon as their claws are released from the confines of the mug’s handle they’re resting their hand on the window sill, resting their own, albeit smaller, mug on the window sill. There’s an almost whimsical sigh from the exorcist as they grabbed hold of their mask, pulling it down.
❛❛ You know, this is oddly familiar. I have an odd sense of deja vu every time it snows like this and I find myself at this specific window with my espresso. ❜❜ Miku sighs softly, a distant look in their eyes before they slide closed, furrowing faintly as they try to remember once again out of all the futile times they’ve tried, they just can’t seem to reach that distant memory.
A light laugh leaves them as they open their eyes once again, a chime coming from their mask before words began to ❛❛ We’ll- Come back- Till- Our- hearts stop beating! ❜❜
They can’t help but bust into laughter, shushing at the mask hanging around their throat, gently patting it as they silence they replay of their own laughter playing back at them. ❛❛ Hush, you’re going to scare all the finders, Angel’s. ❜❜
there’s nothing but relief on worn features when they finally enter the warmth of the inn. their journey towards their over - night location had been harsh, lack of infrastructure in this rural area forcing the duo to go on foot. to make matters worse, a run - in with akuma had thrown off their schedule, and by the time general and finder finally reach their safe haven, the sun had switched place with the moon hours ago.
dove made quick work of checking in, being led up a set of torturous stairs -- it was fine, after this, he could sink into a warm, soft bed and call it a night . . just a few more steps, and he’d finally be able to rest . .
of course there’d be yet another obstacle in their way.
the matron stops in her tracks as she opens their room, and one peek over her shoulder tells dove why. turning to them, she profusely apologizes -- there must have been a mistake, i’m so sorry but we don’t have any other rooms available . . he dismisses her, reassuring her its fine, though any and all light left blue hues. when she’s gone, and they are alone, the general needs a moment to digest it all, puppy eyes staring longingly at the bed ( spacious for one person, but just a little too small for two people . . ) for a few long seconds, before he turns away. “ you take it. i can make due with the couch. ”
@reperiire there’s only one bed
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