*Briella*
After a good shower, I smiled at myself in the mirror while getting ready. I was thankful that Drius decided to stay. At first, I thought he would just keep trying to get me to go back home, or he’d just go back without me. But he surprised me. He decided to stay and help me beat back the shadowy scrouge that was plaguing Celestial City.
I brushed out my dark, damp hair and picked out a clean sports bra, black tank top, and wide-legged, olive-colored cargo pants. When Drius and I would spar against each other back in training, that was the color of our training uniforms.
“I hope he notices,” I said to my reflection as I tied my hair up and left my room.
I spotted Drius in the living room, hunched over something. The rhythmic scrape of metal on a rough surface filled the room.
“Whatcha doing?” I asked. Drius straightened up from the sofa, smiling softly.
