#c:lea

With all the ingredients laid out in front of them, aside from the magic grass, Lea and Zoey got to work on their creation, “Crap! I forgot one thing. Be right back!” Slipping into her bedroom, she came back out, just as fast, with a small baggie and a grin on her face, “Can’t make Chocolate Kush Cookies without the kush! Surprise!” Now the fun could really start!

A sleepover with Lea: a refreshing change of scenery and a wonderful excuse for her to break out her Christmas themed onesie. With the mixer on standby she watched as Lea rushed off to another room. Thinking nothing of it she brought the glass of wine to her lips almost choking on the fruity liquid when her friend returned, her eyes growing wide as a pleasantly surprised, “no way,” slipped out. Christmas having came early for her this year. 

If only adult Zoey could tell her teenage self that she would get excited at the mere sight of marijuana now- she was sure she wouldn’t believe her. “I need to sleepover more often,” She teased stepping back for Lea to do the honours. Her insides already sufficiently warmed by the wine she’d been consuming the moment she gotten there. “If I didn’t know any better I’d say your loosening me up just enough to hear all of my secrets”

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“Man, Twilight Town seems so different from the last time we were here,” Roxas commented as he stared at the city below. Sure, it was bustling as always, but there was the new bistro and open theater, too. He hadn’t seen hide nor hair of the Disciplinary Committee, not that they would have recognized him if he did. Roxas was thankful for the little things like that. “I think it’s for the better. Feels more like home.”

He let out a content sigh, taking a bite of his half-eaten ice cream. “I wonder if they still do the Struggle tournament over the summer. You should totally join in. I’d love to see more of your Keyblade skills!” It was still surreal to him that Lea could even wield a Keyblade, let alone well enough to compete in a battle contest. Of course, the Keyblade wouldn’t be allowed; he’d have to use the bat like everyone else. “We’ll make it to the finals with Hayner, and split the prize if one of us wins. What do you think?”

I think a lot of animals like you. :) At least the ones at the aquarium and zoo tend to. Also cats are fantastic!

The cup of coffee that Chrissy had obtained from work was now on the pavement, contents spilling out into a dark, leaky puddle, tinting cement and tarmac alike. With every step in the tall woman’s direction, anger flared beneath her skin and mingled with a cacophony of other, messy emotions. Hurt, confusion, relief. Slender fingers spun Lea around to face her from the shoulder, green eyes boring into her, burning a hole through her soul. What do you even say to somebody who left like that? 

“Were you ever gonna say bye?”

There were little Christmas pop up shops that she’d consumed most of her time as she searched for the perfect sorry I won’t be home for Christmas gift to send to her rents. She settled on an ornate candlestick holder that looked like it had been snagged from the castle itself for her mom and a bottle of local liquor for her dad. And post cards- couldn’t forget postcards.

With only her eyes visible- her hood pulled all the way down and her scarf wrapped around the lower portion of her face- she trudged, bags in hand to her last stop. The chocolate shop. She thought it was the perfect way to top off her little care package she was about to send off. A gust of chilly wind filled the room as she opened the door, setting her bags down before the process of peeling off all the layers commenced. Gloves, hood and.... ah- scarf.  “I don’t know how the locals do it. I feel like I’m always cold” She breathed, a shiver wracking her body as she approached the display counter her smile unfaltering. “What’s up? Smells good- as per usual.”

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