musings on home
Dec. 26th, 2020 09:30 pmDo you know what home feels like? For the longest time, Nanao thought she knew. Home was a shoebox apartment in the barracks, a seven to five work schedule, and people she cared about, but kept at arms length. A little empty, a little distant - but that was okay! She wasn't lonely all the time.
Just when it mattered, really. It was fine.
( Read more... )
Just when it mattered, really. It was fine.
( Read more... )