For once, she’s up early, not able to sleep much longer than
she used to. Maybe it’s with age; or, maybe, there were way too
many things on her mind. Normally, she’d read a book, finding
that it often puts her at ease, but she decides to do something
else this time.
Changing out of her sleepwear and into her uniform, she heads
straight for the training grounds, expecting for it to be empty. After
all, it was a little past one. However, upon approaching her
destination, Petra stops in her tracks, spotting familiar blonde hair.
A smile appears on her lips as she approaches closer, careful to
not get in the way of the girl as she trains. Hands on her hips, she
watches for a few moments before speaking up.
“I wasn’t expecting you to be up so late.”
She knows very little of her; out of the new cadets that joined the
regiment, Annie is the one she hasn’t had the opportunity to talk
with.
Maybe this was the time to do so.