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Sep. 3rd, 2017 01:34 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
worstsinIt became habit, slowly.
Geralt still spent most of his days traveling, and most of his nights camping. He would run across Amalthea, on occasion. But mostly, he spent his time alone. He would not admit that he was lonely, but the truth was, he was just that. He'd gotten too used to having Ciri at hand, Yennefer and Triss, Dandelion and Zoltan. And now, he had none of his people, just their memory.
But he did have people in Darrow that he knew. He did have people he might even consider friends, though it felt presumptuous.
And so, it became habit, when the loneliness started to build, that he would find his way to Nina's apartment building instead of his own. He would sneak a nap, a meal with a conversation, a shower, laundry to do. Nina was always kind, and always pleasant.
Tonight, he showed at her door with an ulterior motive. Though, also, simply to see her face, and remind himself of the way her hair smelled. Which was lovely, especially in comparison to trash skips, asphalt, exhaust fumes and storm drains.
"Hey." He rapped with his knuckles again. "Anybody home? Brought you something."
Geralt still spent most of his days traveling, and most of his nights camping. He would run across Amalthea, on occasion. But mostly, he spent his time alone. He would not admit that he was lonely, but the truth was, he was just that. He'd gotten too used to having Ciri at hand, Yennefer and Triss, Dandelion and Zoltan. And now, he had none of his people, just their memory.
But he did have people in Darrow that he knew. He did have people he might even consider friends, though it felt presumptuous.
And so, it became habit, when the loneliness started to build, that he would find his way to Nina's apartment building instead of his own. He would sneak a nap, a meal with a conversation, a shower, laundry to do. Nina was always kind, and always pleasant.
Tonight, he showed at her door with an ulterior motive. Though, also, simply to see her face, and remind himself of the way her hair smelled. Which was lovely, especially in comparison to trash skips, asphalt, exhaust fumes and storm drains.
"Hey." He rapped with his knuckles again. "Anybody home? Brought you something."
