#( feat. lamisi )

[lamisiboateng]

— time jump 01: hour 02. the savoy. @ibrxeulim​

Adrenaline is what grabs Lamisi by the shoulders and shakes her violently awake in the library, propelling herself and Nehal through the streets of London to the Savoy. It’s about half an hour walk, Lamisi guesses, on a normal day; her thoughts overshoot the one and a half mile distance, enough to lap them thrice over by the time they finally cross the threshold of the Savoy. Where a bellhop used to stand, the doors swing open automatically. The light fixtures have all been replaced with LED (or something different; she can’t be certain). People dressed in - something - mill about, the only benefit being that it’s easy to spot the rest of their group in the lobby. The odd looks were about two dozen slots down her priority list; still, she was aware they all stood out like sore thumbs. 

It’s relief that washes over her first at the sight of Ibrahim’s dark curls off to the side of the lobby. The fact that they’d managed to do it was far too large of a feat to grasp at the moment, and instead Lamisi had settled on the details - where had everyone gone? The library had been a relatively harmless drop-off, but had everyone else been so lucky? Was Jin being mugged, Hyuk stealing a drone, Charlie at the bottom of the Thames? Daring to think about what sort of fate Ibrahim met was almost too jarring to think about. 

As they cross the slick checkered tile Ibrahim seems to register that they’re there. Lamisi isn’t sure who’s thrown their arms around the other first, but suddenly finds herself swept up in an embrace. The gesture nearly sucks the breath straight out of her longs - when was the last time they’d hugged like this? - and she can tell exactly what sort of headspace he’s in when they break apart. His dark eyes are gleaming, a grin so wide it looks like it hurts. Lamisi recognizes the expression well. “Holy shit, Barhum. Are you alright?” she asks first, actually a bit breathless. Arguably, the most important question. “You got dropped off okay?”