Eren was standing in front of a known apothecary. An apothecary that could be seen to be closed for business. But he knew it would welcome him. This was the home he had come to call his own after his parents abandoned him after all.
'You are here!'
Eren thought to himself as he felt a familiar, non-hostile mana sense wash over him. He flashed his signature grin that was borderline evil to look at. He then took a deep breath before heading towards the entrance. His slanty grin was still plastered on his face.
Eren didn't knock on the door. The resident of the home knew he was there. So he just stood in front of the door– waiting for it to get opened.
"Tch. You are no fun, Erni. You should have broken the door in your eagerness to meet me. Your patience tells me you are not passionate."
A soft female voice spoke with dramatic irritation. The irritation also contained a lot of warmth, which he was unable to ignore.
