A Head Full Of Dreams

“It is refreshing, but I think I’m good for now. There is a shower at your Nana’s, right?” He asked. “Oh no, we can’t forget that. It smells too good to leave it here.” 

He got ready to go as well, keeping his sweater on, and pulling on his backpack before taking her hand. “Let’s go,” He echoed, smiling at her. 

“Well yes, of course there’s a shower” she chuckled as she made sure all the lights were off. She then closed the door and locked it with the keys. “It’s a lovely place” she said sincerely as she laced their fingers together. “Completely different to New York or London” she grinned as they walked out of the building and towards the apparition spot.

He scoffed playfully. “That can’t be true.” 

He nodded, “I’m all set. Unless you think I should shower? You’ve asked me two or three times now. Do I smell?” He asked, leaning down to sniff himself. “But I packed everything up when you were in the shower.” 

She grinned but then shook her head. “You don’t smell bad” she assured him. “But I always found it quite nice and refreshing to take a shower or a bath whenever I’m feeling blue” she admitted before standing up. “Alright, I can’t forget the pie” she said as she pulled out her wand and summoned it.

He grinned and leaned back against the couch. “Just because no one has told you that they’ve missed it doesn’t mean that they didn’t. Just means that I was the first to say it. Which might be weird, but I’m glad you think it’s not.” He ran a hand through his hair and looked around. 

“Hey,” He grinned up at her and chuckled to himself as she leaned against him. He took a deep breath and looked down at her. “You smell good. I missed the smell of your shampoo. Is that a little weird? It is.” He nodded. 

“That’s right. I did know that. All I have to do is remember which way the numbers are going.” He said. “And that should be easy because they go up so… shouldn’t be a problem.” He nodded when she said that she was going to show and automatically leaned down a bit when she went to peck his cheek. It seemed as though some habits still hadn’t been broken. “I can do that.” He nodded, walking over to the couch and taking a seat as she walked off. He his bags down beside him and summoned his backpack, deciding that he should go through it all and see what he had. He’d actually brought a couple pairs of slacks, three socks (not pairs, just three individual socks), the jumper he’d pulled on before he left and two different pairs of pajamas. There was also a paper bag full of toiletries like shampoo and toothpaste, and a crushed peanut-butter sandwich at the very bottom. He took everything out, threw out the sandwich and then refolded and organized everything. He knew he wouldn’t need coats in New Orleans, so he draped them over the arm of the couch, but he put everything else back into the backpack. 

She smiled warmly at him and nodded. “Alright, I’ll be right back” she nodded before turning around and walked to her bedroom first and then her bathroom. Connie took a nice hot shower and took her time to, not only wash her hair but to think of everything that was going on, how she could help Maven to deal with this 

“It’s easier than London” she assured him. “You just need to see a map” she grinned, still holding his hand. “Are you hungry?” She asked as she reached for her keys inside her purse.