rogueinladysclothing | Letting in the outside world [Tagging Viatorus]

Days come. Days go. How many has she spent alone in the darkness, away from the world outside?

Too many. Far too many.

The dreams are becoming too much for her to handle. The nightmares are bad, but the dreams… the dreams are so much worse. Dreams of finishing those things she had started with her friends, of things working out exactly as she had planned. Of a love that she missed her chance at.

A special trip out is made to charge her phone at a cafe near the Plaza before the sun rises at her inn. Once it’s charged, she rushes back to her room and writes a few overdue text messages to the first friend she ever made in the Nexus.

Viatorus? Things have… changed in the Nexus. I don’t even know if this is still your phone number.

She waits a few minutes for a response before sending two more messages. Even if it’s not Viatorus’ number anymore, she isn’t giving away any details that could cause harm by some unknown person having them.

If it’s still your number, can you come to my inn? It’s not the Fox and Crosier anymore but it’s still in the same place. Different but still much the same.

My room number hasn’t changed either.

A few minutes pass before she sends one final text.

Please. I really want to see you.

If it comes across as desperate, it’s because she is.

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It has been a manic few days, to say the least. Now free of the bodyswapping curse, Viatorus had been taking time to enjoy being back in his own body. The texts are unexpected, and firstly remind him that he should visit Amelia. Then the ominous tone comes through and concern starts to grow.

I'll be there as soon as I can.

He stops to get a bouquet of flowers, white and yellow, along the way. Much like Amelia suggested, he finds himself in a strange, yet familiar place. Double checking the texts, and making sure his hair isn't sticking out, he nervously knocks on the door and hopes it's the right one.

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