[ The first few nights were the hardest. The entire apartment felt colder, but especially the spaces they'd shared.
The couch, the dinner table, the bed, the kitchen, the reading chair.
Rapunzel wasn't one to wallow in self-pity, but she'd never felt so... lethargic and devastated before. The things he'd left behind were both a comfort and a painful reminder of the hole in her chest. Proof that he'd been real and the memories they shared were real, but a constant anchor to what she'd lost.
The part that Rapunzel struggled with the most was watching the rest of the city continue on as if nothing happened, though. It felt as if she was the only one who felt the sting of Zen's loss, even though she knew that couldn't be true.
Hours turned to days, and days turned into weeks. Just a bit over two, to be exact, just enough time for her to resolve to put in more effort into getting out of the inn room and to also try harder to move on with her life. She'd already been doing a bit of that, but probably not nearly as much as she should. At the very least, if Zen could see her he'd probably have pushed her to go spend more time trying to make friends. ]
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The couch, the dinner table, the bed, the kitchen, the reading chair.
Rapunzel wasn't one to wallow in self-pity, but she'd never felt so... lethargic and devastated before. The things he'd left behind were both a comfort and a painful reminder of the hole in her chest. Proof that he'd been real and the memories they shared were real, but a constant anchor to what she'd lost.
The part that Rapunzel struggled with the most was watching the rest of the city continue on as if nothing happened, though. It felt as if she was the only one who felt the sting of Zen's loss, even though she knew that couldn't be true.
Hours turned to days, and days turned into weeks. Just a bit over two, to be exact, just enough time for her to resolve to put in more effort into getting out of the inn room and to also try harder to move on with her life. She'd already been doing a bit of that, but probably not nearly as much as she should. At the very least, if Zen could see her he'd probably have pushed her to go spend more time trying to make friends. ]