[Eric - Day of Reaching the Capital]
I reached the capital with my friends.
Well—friends as in, I'm mostly close with Luca… and somewhat with Kyle, I guess. Still, I think I should be grateful. A "real" extra like me, being friends with main characters? Yeah, feels a bit surreal.
The streets of the capital were buzzing as always—nobles in carriages, merchants yelling about discounts, street performers doing dumb tricks for coin. It's been a while since I saw this chaos. Felt weirdly nostalgic.
Anyway, my gramps should already be here.
I tugged the strap of my satchel higher over my shoulder and cut through a familiar alley—past a bakery that still smelled like childhood and a rusty old lamppost that never worked. Soon enough, I was at the doorstep of the crooked little house he refused to move out of. The wooden door creaked as I let myself in, uninvited as always.
