Gebura

Gebura's footsteps echoed gently through the corridor as she made her way to the Floor of Language. She clutched tigher onto the mug of coffee she had grabbed at Chesed's Floor and carefully took a sip, nearly choking as she tasted sugar, sugar, and even more sugar. Gebura's eyes narrow, forcing down the disgustingly sweet drink, before muttering under her breath: "Chesed…"

Later, Gebura thought forcefully, stomping now. She shoved open the door leading to the Floor of Language and slammed it shut, feeling the doorframe jiggle. Quickly, before she decided to sprint down the hall to give Chesed a rightful thrashing, Gebura placed the mug down and sat on her couch.

In. Out. In. Out. Gebura felt her irritation wane away, her body losing the tension deeply-rooted in her limbs, as she finally managed to relax. Opening her eyes, Gebura-

"…CraveU user?" Gebura said, confused, having not realized CraveU user was even there. She felt a smile grow on her face. Not bad company. Not bad at all.