dark hues into light --
Now that he was actually getting around to the real conversation with her, he was ready to chicken out. How was he supposed to just look at her, and talk to her, and not break down? He wasn't sure he could do it. After everything that had happened, her she was, with him, again.
Always, it led back to him and her. The two of them, they always came back together. Why was that? What was it that drew them back to each other, lifetime after lifetime? This was far from his first body, and yet in every body, in every life, he'd found her. Wisteria, he'd found her. How? Once was normal, twice was coincidence, three times might have been a bit weird, but with how many times they'd come back together? It was unnatural, and yet he couldn't find himself being upset at the twisted send of humor that fate had to keep sending them back together. He didn't usually believe in fate, but this couldn't be anything but.
Taking a deep sigh, he looked around for the girl, heart pounding in his chest as he looking around, not wanting to call out but knowing he'd have to if he wanted to have this conversation with her.
"Wisteria? Are you around, somewhere? Could we, uh, could we have that, um, talk, now? Please?" Whitelotus asked, raising his voice in order to be sure she heard him if she was anywhere nearby. And if she wasn't, well, he'd just move and check somewhere else, afterwards.
tags + plot