[ After the events of the library, and the resurgence of her memories, Mary has been on something like autopilot. She doesn't entirely want to think about what had happened, everything about herself that had almost completely vanished over the last few days-- not until she fixes what she can.
Roxas will get a text fairly early in the morning, simply: ]
I'm waiting at our spot. I have the ice cream.
[ The return to routine should feel comforting, she'd hoped, and there's something that helps ease her nerves when she's up there, one bar of ice cream clutched in each hand. But arriving early and the silence she's left with as she looks out over the colony just opens her up to her own thoughts.
She hadn't remembered a thing on her own.
She'd scared so many people.
Her friends, the people she cared about, the ones she'd told Arles she never wanted to forget-- all blank faces, introducing relationships to her that she ought to have held onto with all of her might. People she'd hurt, by not knowing them at all.
And Roxas, still making promises to her, even though she'd done the worst possible thing to him and forgotten just how close they were, the promises themselves...
It's like an overwhelming wave of guilt and fear rising up quickly within her, and before she knows it, the scenery in front of her blurs and melts as the tears start spilling down her face.
How does she even begin to apologize? What if Roxas doesn't even want to show up because of everything she'd put him through? ]
text-ish; 4/17
Roxas will get a text fairly early in the morning, simply: ]
I'm waiting at our spot. I have the ice cream.[ The return to routine should feel comforting, she'd hoped, and there's something that helps ease her nerves when she's up there, one bar of ice cream clutched in each hand. But arriving early and the silence she's left with as she looks out over the colony just opens her up to her own thoughts.
She hadn't remembered a thing on her own.
She'd scared so many people.
Her friends, the people she cared about, the ones she'd told Arles she never wanted to forget-- all blank faces, introducing relationships to her that she ought to have held onto with all of her might. People she'd hurt, by not knowing them at all.
And Roxas, still making promises to her, even though she'd done the worst possible thing to him and forgotten just how close they were, the promises themselves...
It's like an overwhelming wave of guilt and fear rising up quickly within her, and before she knows it, the scenery in front of her blurs and melts as the tears start spilling down her face.
How does she even begin to apologize? What if Roxas doesn't even want to show up because of everything she'd put him through? ]