Until the very last star became dust under her fingertips; that’s how long Charlotte Believed that Hera would plague her mind, leaving all sanity in another time and corrupting her every thought. Though, corruption did not seem like such an issue, merely a choice. A choice she was willing to indulge in.
Charlie left her dorm and entered the hall ways, watching others walk and talk and occupy themselves with meaningless conversations. Spectating wasn’t so bad. She used to thing it was the worst thing as a child, watching whilst others indulged in various activities. Perhaps, If Charlie could imagine the complexities of their lives she would have the freedom to forget hers.
Abruptly, her footsteps pulled to a stop in the middle of the hall. There, a few feet away, was Hera in all of their beauty. They were wearing a red top with black pants, come thruuu coordination. She approached Hera, quickly, grabbing her wrist and pulling them into a storage cupboard nearby, leaving no room for any rational thinking or for a simple reaction.
Charlotte pulled the door shut immediately as they both entered. It was slightly dark inside, concealing most of their Faces. She moved her mouth towards their ear and whispered.
“Did you miss me?”