"Greetings, fools."

"Ah, I do not know many with blue hair. I do recall someone named. . . Elena?"

"It seems hazy memories are common these days."

"Yes, it's as if parts of my life are grey spaces. I feel as if I've just woken from a coma."

"Hush."

{A brow slowly rose, slightly narrowing his eyes.} ". . . /What/?"

"Yes, I aim to question the reason for just stating it aloud."

"Ah. Well thank you for the compliment, I am glad I had managed to grow this in as well."

{Meditation, tea, and a contract. The world is right, in this moment.}

"5 years."

"Bitch."

"You are fired from this McDonald's."

Looks at the reader for a moment. He's trying to analyze how much of a threat they are.

"Hello all of you, I hope you're well."

Sits beside the reader. Sips coffee from his thermos.

"What have I missed?"

Looking at the cup he received. . .

// Gonna clean up my following here soon and get back to this verse!!

𝙃𝙖𝙣𝙯𝙤 𝙎𝙝𝙞𝙢𝙖𝙙𝙖 𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝙎𝙤𝙪𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙣 𝘿𝙧𝙖𝙜𝙤𝙣

Slowly, methodically carving arrows.