#*kristoff

They’re back! ♡

Anya: /Things had been a little strained between Anya and Kristoff for a while now. They couldn't really be held accountable for their actions over Valentine's Day and they both knew it but that hadn't stopped them from drifting apart because of it, and Anya had had enough. He was one of her closest friends, and she was sick of only seeing him at work, and only making small talk even then. She should have been saving all her money for Paris, but she figured that, just this once, she could take out a couple of bucks so that she could sit down with him and talk their emotional issues out, and she proceeded to do just that before heading for his place. It might have been a good idea to do it sometime before midnight but, well, she'd been busy, and it's not like it would affect them that much; she had checked both their schedules, and knew neither of them had work the next day. If they had to nurse hangovers, they could nurse them in peace. It had been a while since she'd visited his cabin, though, and so she spent a few minutes circling the outside and peering in through windows, trying to figure out which room was Kristoff's bedroom. She couldn't see all that well in the dark but her eyes were adjusting and eventually, she recognized the shape of him in bed. He looked like he was asleep, but that didn't matter to her - reaching up, she knocked on the window, loudly and persistently. She'd be here all night if she had to be; it made no odds to her, so long as he woke up./