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Dec. 2nd, 2023 09:54 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
fifthbeatleThis time, it's Viktor that leaves.
He won't be gone forever. Just a night, just long enough to figure out what to do, what he's going to tell the others.
Quietly, he thinks, almost as if he were back at the Academy. He's got to be quiet, unseen. Neither Five nor Luther should know he's leaving.
Just a night, he tells himself. Just one night away from this place.
Who knows what he's packed in the little bag strapped across his body. Hopefully everything he needs. He's fighting tears to keep down the noise. None of them should hear him cry. Not tonight. Just tonight.
He nearly makes it out without incident, all the way to the front door, past the library. His eyes glance in and they blur up again. A warning crack of thunder breaks across the late night sky. There was no rain in the forecast. Dense clouds invade the night sky. The wind creeps in. Maybe that's what opens and slams the shutters on the house's shoddiest windows. Maybe. Viktor chokes over another sob.
It's just for a night. Just long enough to let his heart break somewhere else.
He won't be gone forever. Just a night, just long enough to figure out what to do, what he's going to tell the others.
Quietly, he thinks, almost as if he were back at the Academy. He's got to be quiet, unseen. Neither Five nor Luther should know he's leaving.
Just a night, he tells himself. Just one night away from this place.
Who knows what he's packed in the little bag strapped across his body. Hopefully everything he needs. He's fighting tears to keep down the noise. None of them should hear him cry. Not tonight. Just tonight.
He nearly makes it out without incident, all the way to the front door, past the library. His eyes glance in and they blur up again. A warning crack of thunder breaks across the late night sky. There was no rain in the forecast. Dense clouds invade the night sky. The wind creeps in. Maybe that's what opens and slams the shutters on the house's shoddiest windows. Maybe. Viktor chokes over another sob.
It's just for a night. Just long enough to let his heart break somewhere else.
