I'll send all my loving to you [Private Narrative]
He was gone.
It had been almost a month since he had gotten the note. Blues felt he should mark the occasion somehow, but couldn't think of anything. He didn't even know when Enzan would be back. The note was his handwriting, but not his style. Clearly this was not entirely of his own volition. He recognized the style as being from the alter ego the Nexus had awakened in his lover the previous year, so clearly it was a Nexus thing.
He crossed off another day on the calendar. Enzan could take care of himself. No matter how worrying this was, he had to remember that. One month down, who knows how long to go.
It had been almost a month since he had gotten the note. Blues felt he should mark the occasion somehow, but couldn't think of anything. He didn't even know when Enzan would be back. The note was his handwriting, but not his style. Clearly this was not entirely of his own volition. He recognized the style as being from the alter ego the Nexus had awakened in his lover the previous year, so clearly it was a Nexus thing.
He crossed off another day on the calendar. Enzan could take care of himself. No matter how worrying this was, he had to remember that. One month down, who knows how long to go.