All Azalea wishes was that when she went to the guildhall, was to feel happy and safe. However every time she went, she felt terrified and lonely. Azalea still felt as if she would be rejected. Azalea felt as if what had happened to her and what she had done would be thrown in her face, when she walked through the doors. The brunette just couldn't let go. She couldn't let go of the fear nor free herself from the attraction she had to the guild. Azalea didn't want to be separated from her sister but if everyone rejected her, she would have to. She wasn't exactly ready for that, though.
The small brunette could be seen peering into the open door of the guildhall. Nobody had seemed to notice her and she was very glad for that. All Azalea wanted was to find her sister but she didn't want to actually go in. The girl hadn't planned for what she would do when she actually spotted her sister. She also hadn't planned on leaving her shoes at home again but she did. The girl would sigh and look at the ground. Maybe, she should just return home. Azalea would take one more glance in the door and turn around. Home seemed like her best bet.
The small brunette could be seen peering into the open door of the guildhall. Nobody had seemed to notice her and she was very glad for that. All Azalea wanted was to find her sister but she didn't want to actually go in. The girl hadn't planned for what she would do when she actually spotted her sister. She also hadn't planned on leaving her shoes at home again but she did. The girl would sigh and look at the ground. Maybe, she should just return home. Azalea would take one more glance in the door and turn around. Home seemed like her best bet.