MJLozoya

Day 2- Vulnerable Lucy stared at the ceiling. She stared… and stared, and stared. It all felt too… weird. It was quiet. Never was it ever quiet in her apartment, especially not in the evening. She could hear everything. The crickets chirping outside, the few lingering drops on the shower faucet dripping into the tub, the wind lightly rattling the window panes, even her own breathing. Lucy's eye twitched and she flopped over in her bed and onto her side, placing an elbow beneath her head as she stared at the empty and dark kitchen. It felt surreal. She'd whined and complained about Natsu spending the night in her apartment so m

Careful to keep every step light, Natsu made his way through an endless maze of pitch black hallways. His destination: a place he'd visited more times than he could count, all in one extremely long, sleepless night. Relying more on memory than sight, he reached the end of the current hallway, and quietly opened a door shrouded in darkness. Inside the all too familiar infirmary, he felt an even more familiar pain hit his chest. A bit reluctantly, he walked across the room, taking his regular seat at Lucy's bedside. Not much had changed since his last visit, although the girl had managed to (once again) kick away her blanket. With a soft sigh,