#ches.

@carvajcl @lav-jones @littlestcheshire @nolanharrington04 @maiacroft

Lennon: are you drunk?

                       –      the  start  of  an  opposing  –  faction  ,  she  guesses  they’re  called  –  shouldn’t  have  shocked  her  and  yet  ,  she’s  never  felt  as  much  shock  and  anger  as  she  did  when  someone  stood  up  and  strongly  opposed  odelia’s  views.  they  wanted  chaos  ,  or  –  how  did  they  word  it  –  INDEPENDENCE  ?  she  should’ve  known  not  everyone  longed  for  order  and  the  law  ,  but  it  still  made  her  fists  shake.          “  so  what  are  you  guys  going  to  do  ?  ”  she  asks  ches  ,  almost  mockingly  –  but  not  noticeable  enough  to  anyone  who  wasn’t  listening  closely.            “  throw  a  hunger  games  and  the  winner  gets  rations  ?  ”

Cheese :)

lennon was more than ready to get on the plan and travel back to the normalcy of her life that revolved around staying in one place again. it all seemed to good to be true, especially when her phone went off and sent her in the direction of her dear friend ches. “hey ches.” she greeted her with a smile before letting herself get lost in her thoughts. they hadn’t spoken in longer than she liked, the chaos of all things involving the crusade distracting them both. “how have you been? are you and elliot doing alright?” with that question all she could think about was the decision she made back in the gym — the one where she picked balo instead. “how is he? that stupid night keeps giving me major circle flashbacks —” she paused, knowing what she was supposed to do at this moment. the blonde couldn’t do it, lying to put herself back into the spot she fought so hard to dig herself out of, she couldn’t. it had taken her so long to get certain people to believe in her again and with so many eyes and ears on them in the airport it was impossible to lie and put herself in that position again. “it was horrible then and i feel like it’s going to be worse now...the threats keep getting worse.” 

On Christmas Eve, Balo showed up with gifts for Lennon. A few dresses she made for her friend, and a gift certificate to one of her favorite coffee shops.”Merry Christmas, Lenny! I have another gift for you, but, it’s still stuck in customs so hopefully, it’ll be here soon.” It was unfortunate, but, what was she to do? This was one malfunction out of her control.