location : in a tea shop.
with : sybill trelawney.
♟ : @whichwtch .
It's on an exhaustive morning when the youngest of the Black heads to the same street where he always sees his... Old friend, much to the surprise of most. What began with coincidences and simple cordiality, evolved into a strange and unlikely friendship. In his appearance it can be seen the tiredness making a dent in his body, from the purple bags under his eyes, to the thinness that leaves him slender in his dark robes.
He doesn't know what leads him to resort to her in that way, perhaps despair, perhaps his own loneliness. But Regulus sits in front of her with his face hidden behind his hands.
"I know I told you I didn't believe in cards and tarot and... Oracles, but, Sybill... I really need some help with my—" the young man gulps, a dry expression uncovering itself when he lets his hands down against the table. "— situation."