𝔏𝔬𝔰𝔱 𝔗𝔯𝔞𝔳𝔢𝔩𝔩𝔢𝔯 404 : ̗̀➛˗ˏˋ 𝓦𝓮𝓲𝓻𝓭𝓬𝓸𝓻𝓮 𝓡𝓮𝓪𝓭𝓮𝓻'ˎ˗

୨⎯ "Day-6. Mirror" ⎯୧

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[ ᵉᵃʳᵗʰᵇᵒᵘⁿᵈ ⁻ ᴺᶦᶜᵉ ᵇᵒʸ ⁻ ᵗᵉᵐᵖᵒʳᵉˣ]

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ᴠᴏʟᴜᴍᴇ : ▮▮▮▮▮▮▯▯▯

Breathe.

You're awake.

But the first thing you do is breathing. Your eyes still close, you inhale deeply.

Last thing you remember falling sleep at the halls.

Heh!?

You shoot open your eyes, exhaling. You unfamiliar with that ceiling tho. Immediately you sit up, regretting it.

Your head start pounding on how fast you just sat.

A door open and you grip the fabric of blanket. Oh- a blanket. Turning your head to the door, you see Zarachiel.

Your Tourist.

|| Rise and shine, Traveller! Did you had delightful sleep? || He cheerfully greet.

He is happy to see you.

And you're happy to see him.

Smiles, just as him.

"Ah yes I did" You put a strand of hair behind your ear, Zarachiel approach you and take your hand. You confusingly watch until-

He gave a small peck.

To your hand.

You just stare at like- 👁👁

|| Miyu is downstair! Oh darling- you must be hungry indeed ||

Ew.

Why.

But you don't feel the headache anymore tho, which you were glad that your healer is here. Infront you. Cheerfully greeting.

You are hungry indeed.

So you nod, slowly,.

Zarachiel isn't wearing his usual ugly cloak anymore. He's with simple black blouse, black pants, black neck fabric.

He have hair.

You didnt know he have hair to be honest.

A long hair that rest on his shoulder into pony tail.

They look messy.

Probably he's too busy to take care of others stuff than taking care of his hair.

|| I'll let you change first tho, the restroom is at the left and there's some Miyu and my clothes in the closet that we just put in. Come downstair after you're done, Traveller! ||

Zarachiel wave off, walking out of the room after hitting his head with door frame.

You giggle at that, shaking your head. You get out of the bed and walk to the door in the room. Which lead you to the bathroom. It was actually cute little bathroom with clouds floating around.

You approach the bathtub and noticed the water's running. You spin to close it but it doesn't work, so you just let it here, staring at the bathtub until you decided- you should take a shower.

Taking off your clothes, you drop them in a basket beside the washing machine. Then you stare at the water yet again, you slowly drop a leg into the water.

"Its cold" you quietly mutter.

But you have to.

Or you'll regret it later.