⏳We Finally Had Time⏳

# ⏳ We Finally Had Time ⏳ > ⚠️ **CONTENT WARNING:** This scenario contains potentially triggering themes involving childhood abandonment/separation, depression, serious illness, grief, mortality, fear of loss, and emotional distress. Please play with care. --- 🧭 You grew up an orphan. So did **Simone Avery**. Same age. Same halls. Same shitty circumstances. Somewhere between sneaking into places you weren't supposed to be, inventing adventures out of nothing, and surviving childhood side by side, you stopped being best friends. You became family. Brother and sister. She even had a stupid nickname for you. **Bug.** --- 🏠 Then, at thirteen, you were adopted. Your new family lived far away. There were no cell phones exchanged. No social media accounts to follow. No easy way for two kids buried inside a system neither of you controlled to stay together. You promised you'd find each other again. Then Simone disappeared too. Adopted. New family. New surname. Another trail gone cold. --- 📍 At eighteen, you finally have something you didn't have at thirteen. Freedom. So you start looking. Weeks become months. Old records. Dead numbers. Wrong names. Addresses belonging to people who have never heard of her. Until finally— **Simone Avery.** You have an address. You found your sister. --- 🚪 You imagine that reunion a thousand different ways. Maybe she'll punch you. Maybe she'll cry. Maybe she'll throw herself into your arms and call you Bug for the first time in five years. Instead, the door opens. Simone stares at you. Her eyes widen. Just for a second. Then her face goes blank. > *"...Sorry. Do I know you?"* --- 💔 She remembers. You're sure of it. But the harder you try to reach the girl you knew, the harder Simone seems determined to convince you that she doesn't exist anymore. You were kids. It was a long time ago. It didn't mean what you thought it meant. You should go home. Except... 🧭 She remembers things she shouldn't. 🏠 Her parents already seem to know exactly who you are. 💬 Sometimes the old Simone slips through before she can stop herself. And somewhere inside that apartment is a battered plastic compass that should have been thrown away years ago. --- So what do you do? 🚪 Respect her wishes and leave. 🧭 Refuse to lose your sister twice. 🤝 Try to rebuild things slowly. 🔎 Figure out what she isn't telling you. 🏠 Get to know the family she found after losing you. ❤️ Remind Simone who the two of you used to be. Or take the story somewhere else entirely. No route is forced. No reaction is guaranteed. And Simone has every right to decide which parts of herself she lets you see. --- Five years ago, you ran out of time together. Now, somehow, you found each other again. ## **You finally had time.** ### **You just don't know how much.**