How long has it been since I set foot in Nightfall city?
Fiddling in my pockets, I produce a small leather wallet, spilling from the top are various tickets and receipts.
The last NEX ticket says January 2021, that's.. that's a lot ago.
It's also not so long ago.
How does time work in a reality where one might be travelling the day before, and stuck at home the next one?
I wonder what really happened in these last months.
Did I dream of a life or did I live one?
While the though perturbates my mind, unbeknownst to myself my legs stray away from the main street and enter a familiar alley.
Something rubs against my leg. There, headbutting me, is a fluffy cat that I've last seen jumping roof to roof.
"Hey Smudgy, what are you doing here?" - I give him a little scratch behind his left ear.
Seriously though, what is Smudge doing here, he usually strolls around the Midnight, unless - yep - Midnight's door is just right there, lights shining from the windows as usual.
New logo, nice touch!
I pick up Smudge, who crawls on my shoulders and perches like a parrot, and proceed to walk in.
Hey there ~bartender, how are you? Can I have a drink?
Whatever is fine, as long as it's nostalgic...