this place feels so unfamiliar »
[So, after waking up outside of Berlin's gate with little to no memory of how in the world he got there and being nearly kept locked up inside the house for something around a month (he thinks it's a month, but Faramond can't be too sure - not like he pays attention to that stuff). Faramond is back to being that normal and peppy self of his before the war happened. He knows well enough that he's forgetting something - a big gap in his memory that just pulls up blank whenever he thinks about it - but no one seems to want to tell him about it.
But whatever. He's not going to be letting it bother him. But at the moment? He is in his own little world. Ignorant to the fact that his mother has gotten in touch with his best friend and has flown said best friend back to Berlin.
So he's just going to be sitting and minding his own business in the living room on the couch, dog sleeping on the floor, and cat on his lap while skimming through a magazine.]
But whatever. He's not going to be letting it bother him. But at the moment? He is in his own little world. Ignorant to the fact that his mother has gotten in touch with his best friend and has flown said best friend back to Berlin.
So he's just going to be sitting and minding his own business in the living room on the couch, dog sleeping on the floor, and cat on his lap while skimming through a magazine.]