Apparently Alva had inherited Emerson's ability to stay up until the sun rose lost in a world that could never be but in their minds. They fit in perfectly. Remington could walk down the streets of his mind palace but Alva was already making their own alleyways. They had always shared Emerson's love of art but they were too self-conscious to show him any of their sketches. The two of them were happy as they sat in the bathroom and talked about Emerson's world. They were both quiet as they lost track of time. It was peaceful. Right until they heard "Dude, I was wondering when you'd show Alva this room." Shadow and Autumn walked into the bathroom like it was theirs'.
"Why are you in my house?" Emerson asked, confused but used to Danzig-Leith trespassing.
"Why didn't you answer the door? Also hey Alv," Autumn asked casually.
"Alv?" Questioned Alva.
"Yeah, we can come up with a better nickname later."
Shadow rolled their eyes at Autumn before turning to Emerson. "Come on, Sebastian's waiting in the car."
"Hold on, what time is it?"
"Like 6 a.m."
"What?!" Asked Alva, not having realized how much time had pasted.
"Guess we lost track of time," Emerson said, as though he was used to it.
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FanfictionTheir whole lives they've never felt like they belonged, until they met each other and realized just how special they are. _____________________________________________________________________________________________________________________ (I'll pr...
