[he's returned to new amsterdam a few hours ago to an empty apartment. SILAS greets him with little fanfare when he boots up the small a/c robot, more of a need for the noise and company than the cool air. it's stuffy and dusty, like the place has gone a good few days without anyone coming in. he half-expected to find ignis tidying up, busying himself with making the place presentable for no reason at all, but the truth was that ignis wasn't going to be here and he wasn't going to show up at all.]
[a quiet kind of calm sits gently at the base of his throat, forcing him to ignore the pain that blossoms in his chest the more he sits in this empty apartment.]
[hunched over, head hung, with elbows at his knees and hands holding at his hair, he sends a message and is grateful that no matter how much his chest rattles and heaves, it's not discernible through text.]
hey! just got back a lil tired from the trip but if i'm not mistaken: i owe you something where you at?
@prom.argentum
[a quiet kind of calm sits gently at the base of his throat, forcing him to ignore the pain that blossoms in his chest the more he sits in this empty apartment.]
[hunched over, head hung, with elbows at his knees and hands holding at his hair, he sends a message and is grateful that no matter how much his chest rattles and heaves, it's not discernible through text.]
hey! just got back
a lil tired from the trip but if i'm not mistaken: i owe you something
where you at?