Things genuinely seemed to be taking a turn for the better, for once. Hope was up and painting and doing child-things that Kol can't say he quite understood, but he definitely feigned 'cool uncle' interest in, while she explained, at length, why it was so important.
That couldn't last, though, could it? That isn't how the Mikaelson life worked, and things took a sudden, sharp dip for the worse. And to boot? Hayley had disappeared without a word, aside from letters she left Nik, Hope, and Kol himself. He isn't sure what in the hell she thought going off alone was going to accomplish other than sending all of them in their own brand of spirals, however.
He crumples the paper in his hand and pulls out his phone, dialing her immediately-- and if she doesn't answer? He'll just keep calling.
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Date: 2020-07-05 02:22 am (UTC)That couldn't last, though, could it? That isn't how the Mikaelson life worked, and things took a sudden, sharp dip for the worse. And to boot? Hayley had disappeared without a word, aside from letters she left Nik, Hope, and Kol himself. He isn't sure what in the hell she thought going off alone was going to accomplish other than sending all of them in their own brand of spirals, however.
He crumples the paper in his hand and pulls out his phone, dialing her immediately-- and if she doesn't answer? He'll just keep calling.