"Hmm? What happened here?" Nate commented as he looked at the dark tire marks on the ground as well as the very obvious signs of some sort of accident. "It's not that far from the house...hmmm. Perhaps I'm overthinking it?"
Nate was on a walk, after all, for the past few days had been locked up in the room trying to defend Vraun. It was reason enough, but that didn't mean he didn't need to relax or catch a breather. Especially with all the work, he was soon going to have. After the tournament, he had been receiving a lot of collaboration emails. Naturally, everyone would want to meet and play alongside one of the best players, but actually sitting and sorting through the important emails and the ones that weren't was a hard thing to do.
Parallels. How cool amirite.
Once again thank you for reading and Bad Luck FTW!