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[indent][indent][indent][indent][justify][color=808080]It was not a restful night for Wes. There might have been a handful of times he dozed off, but he was always startled awake whenever his body habitually rolled over and went to wrap his arm around Trinity… who wasn’t there. They had spent every night together since the trials. The silence of his cabin without her made his ear ring and the absence of her weight and warmth beside him made his chest ache in a way he hoped to never experience. It felt like in the time they had been together, he had forgotten how to be his own person because of all of him was wrapped up in her. She had his heart and without her… Wes was nothing. One single night alone only let his thoughts fester and left him feeling like a hollow shell. 

He had been awake for hours, watching the darkness of his bedroom slowly illuminate with the rising sun before the announcement filled the tentative silence of his cabin like nails on a chalkboard. [i]Training,[/i] as he expected. While Wes knew Trinity loved every opportunity to train and hone her skills, whatever silver lining he could usually find at the prospect was gone with her. He wondered if he could get away with remaining locked up in his cabin for the remainder of the day. No doubt Trin would seek him out the second she was dismissed. Maybe he could hide in the stables or armory? She’d never look there. 

Who was he kidding? Even in his funk, Wes was desperate to see her. Plus he knew how much she’d worry if he didn’t show up to training and also wasn’t in his cabin. He might have been frustrated with how she handled things, but he wasn’t cruel, and making her freak out over him disappearing was cruel. 

With a groan and a sigh, Wes finally pried himself from his bed. The lack of sleep and abundance of tossing and turning left his back stiff and aching. Definitely the best way to start a day of training. He had an hour, so he took his time getting ready, letting a scalding shower help loosen his muscles until the water ran cold. He didn’t really give a shit about how he looked, so he just grabbed the closest and most easily accessible athletic clothes and put them on. There was a second where he contemplated trying to get [i]something[/i] to eat as he descended the stairs from his bedroom, but he didn’t have a fucking clue about cooking or if there was even food [i]in[/i] his kitchen. Plus, just the thought of food on his already uneasy stomach made him nauseous... He could eat later. 

Wes grabbed a jacket and pulled on a beanie over his wet hair, then set out into snow. He might have left a bit early, but his lazy pace and reluctance to train got him to the arena with a few minutes to spare. The warmth as he entered went mostly unnoticed until he was halfway up the stands and already sweating. He was just about to take a seat when he noticed Trinity a few rows up and a section over. While common sense told him to give her space, considering how she looked… He hadn’t gone a day since they got together without telling her good morning and that wasn’t going to change… Even if they were fighting. 

He slowly made his way over to her, making sure to remain somewhat in her line of sight so he didn’t surprise her and get thrown halfway across the arena. Wes’s hand gently cupped the back of her neck as he leaned down to press a single soft kiss to the crown of her head. [color=667c0c]"Good morning, beautiful,"[/color] he whispered into her blonde hair. His thumb gently stroked the base of her skull before he slowly pulled away and wandered off. 

Wes took a seat on a bench that was decently isolated enough that he hoped no one would try to start up a conversation with him. He took off his coat and beanie and set them aside. His hair was still damp and sticking up in every direction, but he didn’t notice and wouldn’t have been bothered if he did know. With a soft sigh, he slipped his hand into his pocket and stared at his feet… [i]waiting[/i].[/color][/justify][/indent][/indent][/indent][/indent]

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