ear twitching at the sound of the knock, it’s late; past 1 am. who the fuck would be bothering him this late?
he’s walking closer to the door, but stops right before it. briefly sniffing the air, his entire body feels a jolt go through it — immediately yanking the door open.
ㅤ he's stumbling , still getting used to
ㅤ being back in a physical body .. but
ㅤ he's as healed as can possibly be.
ㅤ a weak knock to his and @WINXSAVE's
ㅤ door.
ㅤ still pretty incapable of producing any
ㅤ sound , with his throat insanely dry and
ㅤ sore ..
ㅤ
he’s inhaling deep, nose twitching as he detects a scent so familiar & burned into his senses that he’d know it anywhere.
but it can’t be, it just.. can’t— right?