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I turn towards it, my ears reaching out to hear more. I don’t recognise it at all but I’m drawn to the smile in his tone. MC: “The … Black Ship… Where is it, where is it? Should be… “ I wobble gently from side to side as I get my bearings then I hear a jingling of bells behind me.

Will they still be here? Will he… I give my head a gentle shake and turn around, pulling the hastily scribbled map from my pocket. Not for the first time, I find myself wondering. I smile warmly at the vast selection of flowers just begging to be admired and my fingers instinctively skim the petals of roses and forget-me-nots, my heart filling with a nostalgic giddiness that spreads throughout my body, warming me as it goes. The breezy blue of the shop front and the quaint window display is so familiar but so different. It would be impossible to forget this florist. The uneven paving is weathered in places from years of footfall, the sun beams down upon it warming the soles of my feet through my sandals.Īs I round the corner I breathe in deeply, the scent of flowers pervades the atmosphere and I’m drawn to it, sniffing at the air. It’s been such a long time since I was last here but the smells and sounds are all the same, perhaps I am the only thing that has changed. There’s something so comforting about walking through this shopping district. (Expect this to be sickly sweet and potentially poorly written) What would happen if each of the boys immediately recognised the MC and admitted how they’d been feeling since she left? Here’s what I thought

#DREAMY DAYS IN WEST TOKYO FREE SERIES#

I decided to start with a series of headcanons for the wonderful men of Voltage’s ‘Dreamy Days in West Tokyo’. Over the last few days I have been having a stab at flexing my creative muscles by trying my hand at some headcanon writing for some of my favourite Voltage characters.

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