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Sohalia

Don't try to wake me up
Even if the sun really does come out tomorrow

Sohalia made her way home from the training ground with her head bowed, hoping and praying that she could avoid anyone she knew until she could get her nose healed. Luckily, there were few people out and about in the light of early morning, and she was able to slip through the streets with no one the wiser despite her disheveled, blood-soaked appearance. When she made it to the shop, she tried to enter as quietly as possible, hoping that Jude might still be sleeping so that she could clean up before he saw her. Of course, her broken nose would still be obvious, but maybe she could avoid the sudden shock of him seeing his girlfriend covered in blood.

It was more than that, though; Soh had a lot of emotions to process, feelings that she hadn’t realized still lingered in her system. She’d thought that breaking things off with Koa would be the end of it, that her feelings for him would simply dissipate. But it hadn’t worked out that way, and during their spar she’d been forced to come to terms with the fact that she still liked him - and she still liked him a lot. Just what was she supposed to do with that information? She loved Jude - that much she knew - but was it possible to love more than one person at a time? And if so, what was she supposed to do about it?

Maybe Jude would still be asleep. Maybe she would have time to take a shower, to get cleaned up, to process her emotions and parse them into something she could share with her boyfriend. It was hard, sometimes, that he was her best friend, too. As her best friend, she could go to him with anything. As her boyfriend, she was terrified of losing him. She felt as though she walked a tightrope, and she couldn’t say she cared for the experience. But Jude had always been understanding and kind, and she had to believe that he would be about this as well.

Right?

Don't believe anything you say anymore
In the morn, in the morning