Sun Mote Copse The soft and fading light has crossed the west horizon and has bidden us goodnight

While he usually wasn’t the voice of reason in other’s lives, Koji did like to believe he gave solid advice every now and then. “It’s not ya fault there’s nothin here” he mumbled lowly while swatting at a rock that rest beside him. He wasn’t very good when it came to heartfelt discussions and when she brought up her family, he felt himself immediately want to slip away before the conversation went any deeper. But he forced himself to remain where he was and after swallowing the lump that had suddenly formed in his throat, he took a single long, deep breath and held it.

Family discussions weren’t his thing. He had perfectly good relatives of his own but, when it came to talking about others, it just made him feel awkward. Kind of like he was peeking through window curtains and saw something he shouldn’t have. And for the first time in like, forever, the talkative playboy was at a loss for words.