#chatjenny

“James!” He called out, glancing around at the heads sticking up over the top of the crowd. “James!” He was so focused on looking for his brother that he didn’t notice he was about to walk into someone else. “James! Jenny.” He looked down at the moment of gentle impact, arms flying out to grab the girl he had walked into. “Shit, I’m sorry. I’ve got to stop doing that to you.”

Sitting at the counter in the kitchen, Al stared into his watery hot cocoa and frowned at how bad it tasted. Sighing, he stood up and poured the whole lot down the sink, placing a kettle onto the stovetop and adding water so he could make tea. It wasn’t as good as hot cocoa, but with his abominable drink making skills it probably would be safer. He didn’t hear the entrance to the kitchen swing open, didn’t realize he was no longer alone until he turned and spotted the blonde hovering at a distance. “You’re up late.”