I want to say I'm sorry for stuff I haven't done yet
The journey to his shop from Milo's house had been a difficult one. While Ascended didn't get tired in the classical sense, Sam still felt as if each step took him hundreds of years, his feet feeling heavy enough to break through the ground. By the time they had reached the little map shop, it had taken everything in him not to lay down on the floor and stay there. Leaning against the counter, he instructed Milo on where to find the key to the attic and where the door was, just behind them.
Climbing the ladder beyond the door was harder still, but with help and the promise he might be able to rest after, Sam managed it, flopping out of the trap door and onto the dusty attic floor with none of his usual concern for his clothes. The space was considerable, three rooms all in all connected by a small thin corridor: two of a decent size and one smaller, likely once a bathroom when the building had been a home.
"...There...isn't anything up here, and it's a mess." Sam declared, even though it was probably obvious, gesturing about himself as if pointing out something Milo wouldn't be able to see.
Climbing the ladder beyond the door was harder still, but with help and the promise he might be able to rest after, Sam managed it, flopping out of the trap door and onto the dusty attic floor with none of his usual concern for his clothes. The space was considerable, three rooms all in all connected by a small thin corridor: two of a decent size and one smaller, likely once a bathroom when the building had been a home.
"...There...isn't anything up here, and it's a mess." Sam declared, even though it was probably obvious, gesturing about himself as if pointing out something Milo wouldn't be able to see.
Things will shortly get completely out of hand
Samuel
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