@theseerhesaid Continued from Here
Morning. It was morning again. Gotta get up and start breakfast, make sure everything was ready to take to town, see if the snack basket needed refilled.
As she woke Julieta stretched a bit, bones cracking that usually didn’t. Odd. and then she felt it. Something fuzzy had moved, and last time she checked Agustin wasn’t that fuzzy. She shot up, her eyes wide as she looked at her bed.... This... This was not her bed. Where was she? Where was Agustin?
A small squeak brought her thoughts to a halt as she looked for the sounds owner. A rat? A rat! She clapped her hands over her mouth, a squeak of her own emitting as she tumbled out of the bed and onto her rump.
As she tries to sooth the ouch she now has she finally catches a glimpse of what she’s wearing and it’s bringing more questions than answers. Tugging on the ruana she notices her skin. That.. isn’t its usual tone. What in the world is happening here.
Her hands find her face, scratchy beard, large nose, messy hair. This isn’t happening right? She is definitely not in Bruno’s room. She’s not wearing Bruno’s clothes. She didn’t just wake up with a rat in the bed.... Okay rats. There are several staring at her right now and it is not helping the panic that has set in and made her breathing pick up speed.
If she... was... Bruno? Where the hell was he?
She’s up in seconds and practically running out the door and down the stairs. There’s her door, just like always. Why is she so nervous to see her own door. Just knock. Just. Knock knock knock.