[Raven isn't exactly sure how she ended up here. No, she didn't no why she ended up here. She didn't want to talk to anyone, didn't feel like she deserved to seek comfort from anyone, but there she was, just knocking once before walking right into Charles' home like she actually had any right to be there.
It was easy to find him, easy to just let her feet carry her into his sitting room so she could curl up on the couch next to him, without a word, and get comfortable right there against his side. Like some kind of stray that didn't really belong but she'd try her hardest to, pretend until it became real.]
22 aka, I haven't decided yet >>
It was easy to find him, easy to just let her feet carry her into his sitting room so she could curl up on the couch next to him, without a word, and get comfortable right there against his side. Like some kind of stray that didn't really belong but she'd try her hardest to, pretend until it became real.]