The winter home was buzzing quietly with laughter, music, and the hum of conversations. Snow still clung to the tall pines outside, and the soft golden glow from the windows made the entire place feel cozy despite the cold. He had decided to wander away from the main group for a bit, just to take in the atmosphere. The polished wood halls led him toward one of the side patios, where the air felt fresh and crisp.

That’s when he stumbled across two figures he immediately recognized.

Mythiccal was there in a flowing white dress, her presence just as confident and grounded as ever. She looked up first, breaking into an easy smile. “Hey,” she said warmly, like she was greeting someone she’d known for years. And in a way, she had—both of them went to the same gym back home, training under the same roof as Gracie Bon. It wasn’t strange for them to run into each other mid-session, trading a nod or a brief word in between sets. But here, in the winter house, it felt like a different setting entirely.

Beside her stood MysticBeinggg, her blonde hair catching the last strands of sunlight as she leaned casually against the railing in a deep red dress. She was more reserved at first glance, though her eyes carried the same warmth. She nodded with a smile that invited ease, no edge of pretense, just genuine friendliness.

“I didn’t know you were here too,” Mythiccal said, stepping aside so he could join them on the deck. “Small world, huh? Guess the gym crew is spreading out everywhere.”

MysticBeinggg chuckled softly at that. “Seems like everyone knows everyone these days. We already heard about you from some of the others—sounds like you’ve been making quite a name for yourself.” Her tone wasn’t teasing, just factual, and she left it at that, like it wasn’t meant to put him on the spot.

The cold wind brushed across the patio, but the moment felt comfortable. No rush, no tension. Just three people who shared a connection through familiar places and circles, meeting in an entirely new setting.

“You should hang out with us for a bit,” Mythiccal suggested, gesturing to the chairs set up near the railing. “It’s too nice of a night to spend wandering halls alone.”

MysticBeinggg gave a nod of agreement. “Yeah, besides... it’s rare when things slow down like this. Might as well enjoy it.”

It was simple, calm, and welcoming—an unexpected reunion in the middle of a snowy retreat.