In another life

{2}

it was bright out, you thought as you walked passed an old-looking window, the grass swayed with the light wind that cast a cool air to the otherwise rather hot day of yesterday, containing your way down the old-looking hall a person called out towards you. Turing you were met with a taller man with short brown hair slightly out of breath almost as if he had been running.

"Captin ***** is looking for you," he said a soft smile gracing his face.

"thank you Moblit" you smiled back at the taller man.   

Your body moved on its own as you walked down the dark stone hall stopping at this familiar wooden door before knocking three times. 

"come in" the voice called out

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your eyes opened making your body almost jump, your room was still covered in the darkness you had left it in and you saw your phone light up.

02;48am

It read a small fuck left your lips as you saw you had a few notifications.

You were quick to open your phone quickly truing down the brightness allowing your eyes to get used to the bright ass lights before you saw the text.

The text from the unknown number.   

It was sent 3 hours ago and you were assuming they were probably realising they had the wrong number and were just quickly apologising. 

unknown 

hey.

HI

who is this sorry?

my name is Hange you gave me your number at the cafe this morning. 

Your brain tried hard in its sleepy mess but no matter how hard you tried to think you were 100% sure you didn't give your number out to anyone.

Unless...

You quickly jumped up from the bed choosing to ignore the slight dulling that was the healing burn you had reponed yesterday morning before quickly leaving your room, the hall of your flat was dark exspet for the fairy lights Pieck had inside the two of you hung up around one of the few shelves you had.

"Did you give someone my number?" you asked, walking into her room, not caring about the slights.

picked turned to face you her purple LED lights hung around her room a small smirk grew upon her face.

"mabey" she laughed making you groan and rubbing your face, looking up at your best friend her eyes held no ill intent with what she had just shared.

"Come on, name. You have been single for the last twenty-odd years of your life. My underclassmen have more game than you," she laughed, taking a sip of what you could only think was tea.

"look just because you stopped having these weird dreams about you and her name doesn't mean I need to put myself out there to find my so-called soulmate" you said before leaving the room your mind racing.

When someone turns 18 they start to get these dreams, these dreams where incomplete and discounted pieces of information about your past life, or well that's what some people believed anyway how ever to you it was annoying because by the time you got closer to adding a little more about your so-called soulmate your alarm would wake you up.