<div align="center"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;"><strong>The Old Man and the Fox</strong></span></div><br/><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/8RBOKD1.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Nerissa<br/><strong>DAY:</strong>September 29th, 2018<br/><strong>LOCATION:</strong>Albion’s flat<br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Albion<br/><strong>EXTRA:</strong><br/><strong>WEARING:</strong>Uniform<br/><br/><hr/><br/>“You think you get the right to beat yourself over it if I don’t?” She pursed her lips, unsatisfied with his answer. “I don’t feel hungry…” the girl murmured. In reality she was probably hungry but the severe headache kept her feeling of hunger away.<br/><br/>“You aren’t good at comforting, are you?” Nerissa wanted to be hugged, cuddled and spooned, but she figured that Albion wasn’t the type to do things like that. So instead of complaining she took what she got and moved closer, letting her head rest on his thigh. Soon taking his hand and moving it on top of her ear, signaling clearly that she wanted him to pet her ears.<br/><br/>The fox demon was quiet and calm. Way more than she was usually, though Albion might not be aware of that. She took her time to rest near the human man, demanding him to pet her ears if he didn’t do it voluntarily. After an hour or so the girl felt good enough to try eating something. She still didn’t feel like eating, but the demoness forced some food down nevertheless. She knew too that it was for her own good.<br/><br/>It was a little awkward and quiet during that day. They ate and once the fox finally got some painkillers she started feeling better, feeling good enough to return home. Though she didn’t feel sure enough to drive, so Albion had to give her a ride home.<br/><br/>That was the first real meeting of Albion and Nerissa.<br/><br/><div align="center">[[END OF THE SCENE]]</div>