Jun 29, 2017
I stepped out of the portal, my body aching, somehow sore from travelling back in time. I prepared myself to wait for Quince’s arrival, wishing to welcome him to my time with a smile, wanting the first thing he saw to be me.
seen from Sweden
seen from Netherlands
seen from United States
seen from Yemen
seen from Netherlands
seen from United States
seen from United States
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seen from China
seen from France
seen from United States
seen from Germany
seen from United Kingdom
seen from United States
seen from Netherlands
seen from Yemen
seen from Sweden
seen from China
seen from Türkiye
seen from Australia
I stepped out of the portal, my body aching, somehow sore from travelling back in time. I prepared myself to wait for Quince’s arrival, wishing to welcome him to my time with a smile, wanting the first thing he saw to be me.
Quince had brought me to a store, unusual for a date. I soon discovered Quince’s plans. It was a bot shop. Any man’s dream.
I made sure to return before Quince. I knew his schedule by this point and I had found his personal computer. It was time to discover this “proof” he spoke about.
Quince was right. The fresh air did me good. I did not even mind the rain.
Quince had of course noticed, he knew why my behaviour had changed and suggested some time outside. There was no way I could refuse.
As much as it made me happy it also made my heart ache. I knew Quince felt the same. I knew yet I could not smile like he did.
Part of me wanted to distance myself from Quince, bury myself in my work, but my eyes kept drifting to wherever Quince was.