The boy sat alone on the bench, unsure as to what he should do next. His dark hair falling messing over his face, he sighed, taking a long swig from the flask he held. As he drank, he wondered if moving on was really the right choice. He had decided to leave his guild for good, and had decided that in the interest of moving forwards, he would drop all guild-related things.
And dropping everything related to Fairy Tail meant dropping his little crush. Not that the crush had been going anywhere, but it had felt nice to care about somebody. Ah well. It was time to move on.
And dropping everything related to Fairy Tail meant dropping his little crush. Not that the crush had been going anywhere, but it had felt nice to care about somebody. Ah well. It was time to move on.