02-14-2025, 01:40 PM
Cruz knew they weren't his friends. They weren't even people that he would associate with on any level, but that was also why he had to do this. Why he and Nox grated against each other. Even Sage had a better grip on the normal person's life than he did. They may not be his friends, but it was their plight he was trying to understand too.
He let her leave. He just stood there thinking the night had been a waste. That he'd hurt her and there was no going back. Not that it changed much. They hadn't been together in ages -- too busy. He sighed and paced the room. He didn't want to leave. He didn't want to go home. He didn't want to see his roommates. But here was bad too.
Cruz went out on to the balcony in the fridgid air and just stared out over Moscow. He wasn't afraid of heights, but there was a tingle against his skin as he stood there barefoot and his button down fully open to the cold weather.
He let her leave. He just stood there thinking the night had been a waste. That he'd hurt her and there was no going back. Not that it changed much. They hadn't been together in ages -- too busy. He sighed and paced the room. He didn't want to leave. He didn't want to go home. He didn't want to see his roommates. But here was bad too.
Cruz went out on to the balcony in the fridgid air and just stared out over Moscow. He wasn't afraid of heights, but there was a tingle against his skin as he stood there barefoot and his button down fully open to the cold weather.