Alaric was out of words. It was merely by the grace of the gods that he was even able to finish his shift without making big mistakes. He was confused and his mind played like static, moving on autopilot as he continued the last hour of his job that night. He didn't even notice when his shift had finished, until Joshua asked him why he was still hanging around. It was only then that he snapped out of his daze, collected his things, and headed back to the apartment.
As he walked along the 1st Avenue early in the evening, he found himself to be less wary of his surroundings than the usual—a product of having gotten slightly more used to walking along the streets of Ashen City, and the remnant of the shock he received more or less than an hour prior. He didn’t even stop every once in a whil
