Soul had noticed something off about Nightshade in the runs since they had met. The young man was always checking on his flowers, always making sure that they were blooming right. And Soul would be lying if they said they hadn't started caring about the flowers too. They had even started using Nightshade's good luck wishes. it was a simple little thing, but... even still, Soul found it oddly adorable. "May the flowers bloom along your path," was what he would say as he died, a low, soft whisper. And Nightshade would die, always, whether it be at door 5 or door 100. And it always tore Soul apart like nothing else. /2,742nd run\ "Soul, are you okay?" Soul looks up from the dead flashlight they were examining. "Yeah, I'm fine. Just... thinking." Nightshade nods. "About previous runs?" Soul looks at him with a look of absolute shock. "What?" Nightshade sighs. "You didn't think I knew? I don't remember anything, but... I can read people really well." Soul pauses. They rub a rose petal between their fingers. "...ah. I'm sorry I didn't tell you sooner. I didn't think it would concern you." Nightshade smiles at them. "It's alright. Just... tell me in the future, okay?" Soul nods. "Deal." And then the light flickers, a loud scream echoing through the Hotel. Here comes Ambush.
Characters in this chapter: Soul- owned by me Nightshade- owned by a friend (no scratch account) Ambush- mentioned, owned by LSplash
