My head's underwater, but i'm breathing fine.
For some reason, she had at least expected one familiar face to return. Rostislav, Kiara, December, Cashmere.. Oxy. Someone. Yet instead she was drowning in a sea of strange faces and scents. There was not a shred of home... her past.. left. A knot formed in her throat, choking her for a moment before releasing. She had to let go, if they truly wanted her, they would come back. Someone would come. Edgar to shifted uncomfortably on her head, the lack of social interaction was wreaking havoc on his mental state. Lets just hope that this meeting brings some friendships, or at least acquaintances, into fruition. Otherwise, they would truly be back at square one, and that square was not easy to get out of.
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