#*p:fitzy

Brigitte looked around her room, it wasn’t really messy because she didn’t keep a messy room but she had left a few things lying around which she quickly picked up and threw into her closet.Grabbing an extra blanket from the hall closet, she tossed it on her bed and then quietly crept out in the kitchen, and starting the Keurig up. Fifteen minutes passed and there was no sign of Fitzy yet. Finally though, she saw him in the distance and grinned, starting the cocoa pod and grabbing the bag of mini marshmallows from the cabinet, dropping two handfuls into the cup. She walked to the door and cracked it open waiting for him to get closer. She was a little nervous, honestly, but she was trying to push that to the back of her mind. Finally opening the door the rest of the way, she offered a lopsided smile and held the cocoa out to him. “As requested, one cup of cocoa, heavy on the marshmallows.” Leaning in, she kissed his cheek and then ushered him in. “Raphael’s sleeping, so you’ll meet him in the morning.”