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Felixir · 01-28-2021, 03:50 AM

Fresh air, that's what Nem wanted. Cold fresh air. Wake up the brain, allow them to think a little more clearly. Even after a long run only a few hours ago, they were still not on top form, and it was causing no small amount of frustration.

It wasn't too cold out yet, not as far as Scotland's standards went, but they were already feeling it. They had wrapped themselves up in a jacket and hat, both charmed to insulate, like the rest of their clothes, but wasn't making a whole lot of difference. Not that it really mattered; like anything, Nem had always been able to turn discomfort to their advantage. Why stop now.

After sloping through the pathways for some time, Nem chose an empty bench at random and settled onto it. Hands in their pockets, legs stretched out in front of them, they dipped the lower half of their face down into the collar of their jacket and lapsed into a silent stillness, staring directly at their almost totally worn out shoes, apparently deep in thought.

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