lucia walked up the steps of the malafronte home, smiling to herself, a basket of flowers in her grip. her hands were shaking, most likely because she had not supped on blood today. she hadn’t wanted to bother anyone, and she could go without while everyone panicked around her. arlo had helped to comfort her a few days before. he was always good at keeping her grounded. she was grateful to have him back in her life — to have loras, arlo, and demelza back in her life. she was grateful for her new friends too, milosv ( as wild as the sweet man was ), thalia, kal, elektra, antigone, and emil who had made himself available now and again. he had good advice on herbs. and a handsome smile. not to mention he was quite the lover. every single one of them had been lovely to have in her life.
she walked up the steps and looked forward, a bloodied arlo walking towards her. or... through her. “A-ARLO?” she asked, reaching out to touch his arm to stop him.