as I arrived I thought I saw you leaving, carrying your shoes
It leaned in on itself, all slumped roofline and sagging boards, the kind of place that smelled of damp wood and old secrets even before you crossed the doorframe. He hooked a thumb into his belt and clicked his tongue softly. This was what Aithne had secured? Dygra help her. ”Yeah, Aith, I think it’s gonna be fine.” Soren said, tail flicking behind him as he looked up at the tattered door to the old, old home. Aithne had been able to find a place for her — for them — and Soren was not about to rub mud in her face about it.
Even if the steps were mostly covered in mud.
He stepped inside anyway.
The floorboards groaned under his weight in protest, a sound that earned a sharp, crooked grin back towards his best friend. Dust clung to the air, catching in thin shafts of light that slipped through cracked shutters. Cobwebs draped the corners like forgotten banners. ”There’s potential,” he conceded under his breath, tone reluctant. ”Especially once we clean it up a little and put those curtains up I was able to get.”
Even if the steps were mostly covered in mud.
He stepped inside anyway.
The floorboards groaned under his weight in protest, a sound that earned a sharp, crooked grin back towards his best friend. Dust clung to the air, catching in thin shafts of light that slipped through cracked shutters. Cobwebs draped the corners like forgotten banners. ”There’s potential,” he conceded under his breath, tone reluctant. ”Especially once we clean it up a little and put those curtains up I was able to get.”
Soren
decided that once again I was just dreaming of bumping into you
