An Introductory Note:
Wanted to upload more chapters this month but I don't think it's happening... anyways, we're back to the main story.
Song for this chapter:
22. The Prayer by Céline Dion, Andrea Bocelli
Pictured:
Maagho (Your Hidden Café), Altissia, Kingdom of Accordo
September 23rd, 2020 - Here's another update. Been on a roll since I'm no longer enrolled in university, oof.
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The vast room is opulent, just like every other room in the building he's in. Nathan wakes up with a jolt, surprised at the unfamiliarity of his surroundings.
Where in Bahamut's name am I?
"Ohhhhhhh," he realizes, yawning as he falls back onto the comfortable bed.
He gazes out the window, the magnificent Baia di Celluna stretching out for as far as the eye can see. Maybe I can lie down here for a few more minutes...
He wakes up much later, his slumber interrupted by the sound of his phone ringing.
"Hello?"
"Did you just wake up?" a familiar voice asks.
Nathan rubs his eyes unconsciously, "Ugh... who's this?"
The voice on the other end laughs, "You did just wake up! This is probably the latest you've ever woken up, huh?"
"Yeah, yeah... what time is it anyways?"
"Oh, it's nothing... it's almost noon, no biggie."
"WHAT?! Oh holy Astrals, I gotta get going, what am I gonna do? Domani will kill me, I'm totally going to die... Oh holy Bahamut have mercy on me, I'm totally dead, please hel-"
Loud laughter interrupts his panic, "Chilllllll! Today's a free day for you, do whatever you want."
"Wha- what?"
"I'm going to arrive back at the hotel in a bit, wanna grab lunch?"
"Ugh... who are you again?"
The voice chuckles, "Very funny, Nathan. Get dressed, I'll see you in ten."
The person hangs up the call, leaving Nathan visibly disoriented. Ugh... do I have to move?
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"Nathan! There you are," the voice from the phone shouts from across the restaurant's patio.
Finally out of his stupor, Nathan identifies the face behind the voice, "Jordan... I should've known it was you."
Jordan smiles, launching Nathan into a brief spell of nervousness. He quickly regains his composure as he sits across from him.
Jordan gives him one of his signature smirks as Nathan gets settled in his chair, "Sitting across from me, huh? Interesting."
Nathan blushes and coughs, "Wh- what do you mean?"
"Don't pretend you don't know Nathan... you know what I mean."
"I... I..."
Jordan laughs as he observes Nathan's increasingly nervous behavior, "I'm just messin' with you. Don't take it too seriously, alright?"
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