Hargeon. This harbor town harbored a memory that Nathaniel would cherish. But such has been tainted this past month. In his pocket was the twentieth issue of the Sorcerer's Magazine that held some disturbing information within its pages and he shook his head as he had thought of what happened to him recently. Was he tricked? Or is this a case of clones and/or doppelgangers? He had been left confused for a month, his head wasn't a good place to be in now, and what's worse is he hasn't been feeling good about himself regardless of the fact that what he had done with Eliza or as the magazine would suggest, Trinity, objectively felt like the best thing in the entire world. Or perhaps it was the fact that it did feel perfectly great that he feels bad. He couldn't help but feel like he cheated on the Trinity he's going to meet this Christmas. Like that one guy in a show he watched where the guy kept shouting that they were on a break. That guy was a complete douche. Regardless, he was intent on clearing everything out today because he still had feelings for Trinity. Something that was made ever so clear after having slept with Eliza. Trinity had been trying to get a hold of him all this time but he couldn't stand to look her in the eyes, he was so riddled with guilt and shame that if he chose to meet her right away, even during the first few days where he can still feel Eliza on his hips, he would most likely breakdown in front of her right then and there. But now that ample time has passed. Maybe, just maybe, he can look at her and perhaps even talk to her normally.
That's what he told himself anyway as he was about done finishing the sweater he had made for the contest. Now he didn't know how to make a sweater in the first place, but it sure looked like fun. He didn't even think they were ugly, just hilarious. Nat in particular, still somewhat scarred with his most recent experience made what looks like to be a very itchy sweater. Red was the dominant color. There seems to be a picture in the middle and a caption on both poles of the picture. The one on top simply said Santa while the ones at the bottom said Is Coming. Of course it didn't help that the picture in question was a picture of Santa Claus coming out of he fireplace, starring at the mother of the family who was tired and tucked in on the couch. Nat couldn't even nail the facial expressions on the characters on the picture so it kind of looked like Santa was giving a rather naughty expression. The judges even had a slight chuckle when he turned his sweater in. Yeah, he definitely botched this one. Or nailed it, since it was about making an ugly sweater? No matter, he was just waiting for Trinity.
WC: 509
Nat: 509
Total: 509
Received Two Peppermints for making an ugly sweater
@Trinity
That's what he told himself anyway as he was about done finishing the sweater he had made for the contest. Now he didn't know how to make a sweater in the first place, but it sure looked like fun. He didn't even think they were ugly, just hilarious. Nat in particular, still somewhat scarred with his most recent experience made what looks like to be a very itchy sweater. Red was the dominant color. There seems to be a picture in the middle and a caption on both poles of the picture. The one on top simply said Santa while the ones at the bottom said Is Coming. Of course it didn't help that the picture in question was a picture of Santa Claus coming out of he fireplace, starring at the mother of the family who was tired and tucked in on the couch. Nat couldn't even nail the facial expressions on the characters on the picture so it kind of looked like Santa was giving a rather naughty expression. The judges even had a slight chuckle when he turned his sweater in. Yeah, he definitely botched this one. Or nailed it, since it was about making an ugly sweater? No matter, he was just waiting for Trinity.
WC: 509
Nat: 509
Total: 509
Received Two Peppermints for making an ugly sweater
@Trinity