[That's all she types out before she rushes out the door of her own home, sprinting to Firefly's own home. Stelle doesn't waste a single precious second in crafting up wind currents to carry her over; knowing that her movements would be much faster this way.
There's an ache in her chest that echoes a desire to see her, that she has to see this through.
When it's time to make a choice, make one you won't regret.
She finally reaches the door and while she was told that she could come right in, she knocks regardless.]
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[That's all she types out before she rushes out the door of her own home, sprinting to Firefly's own home. Stelle doesn't waste a single precious second in crafting up wind currents to carry her over; knowing that her movements would be much faster this way.
There's an ache in her chest that echoes a desire to see her, that she has to see this through.
When it's time to make a choice, make one you won't regret.
She finally reaches the door and while she was told that she could come right in, she knocks regardless.]