KHYRIX
“Goddess, Avelora!” I exclaimed, the sound of my own voice startled me as I finally fumbled for and found the light switch.
A massive sigh of relief washed over her face the second she realized it was me and not some monster coming out of the shadows. “You shouldn’t scare me like that,” she groaned. Her voice was shaky, but it still carried that stubbornness. My eyes trailed down from her face to her hand.
She had a nervous habit, one I had been tracking for a while now. Every time she was scared, uncomfortable, or just plain uneasy, she pinched her own thigh.
And there it was, she was doing it right now, her fingers digging into the fabric of the hoodie.
“Can you stop that?” I asked. She stopped briefly, her hand freezing as she looked up at me. “Stop what? I wasn't really d
