#faiirytalcs

She wasn't sure why she went to Harry's. She'd worked all day and it was a real drag. She didn't have him to pester or talk to and there was so much extra work to do. She was exhausted, honestly, but also lonely. She wanted a friend but she didn't know what for. So, there she was on his couch as he was telling some story. Her mind was elsewhere though and it was almost as if she was in some sort of trance. Not the type of trances she often goes into. When she heard him say her name her head tilted to look up at him, not just past him. "Sorry, what? I just zoned out for a moment. I'm sorry." Zelda frowned and sunk back into the couch, a somber expression on her face to match her frown. "Sorry, I just...god, I keep saying sorry, don't I?" She sighed before continuing. "I'm just having a difficult time focusing lately." She hadn't felt much like herself since the ball and thought maybe company would help her, but now she just felt like she wasted Harry's time. "I'm sor-- I shouldn't have bothered you this late. I really just needed some company, even if it was sitting in silence. I just need something to distract me." She looks back up at him. "Do you work tomorrow? I don't want to keep you up too late."

Hans smirked as he saw her unmistakable blonde hair float like a halo around her head, quickening his pace to get closer. Pacifica had to be some kind of enchantress because he was addicted & that really wasn’t like him to be, especially for a girl he’d only met recently. “So she survived her blind date anyway” he teased as a greeting, having seen her with some guy at the House of Mouse on his own date. Apparently Mabel had decided Paz & Hans were not to be. “Damn Paz, If I had of known you wanted company on Valentines I could have just came over.”

@faiirytalcs (Fraser Williams)

"You're not like anyone else I've ever met." Cat had tried to analyze Fraser on different occasions. She couldn't quite read all of him, but she was so curious by him. On the outside Fraser was simply a scared man but there were always layers to people, and Cat's curious nature made her want to know what was underneath them. "Why are you scared?" she asked, cocking her head to the side. "Right now at least."

Jumba’s eyes began to widen as he took in the contents of what was in front of him. "Was it you? Did you do all this?"

Shona snickered to herself watching Luis from her stool at the bar where she had been nursing a cheap, cold beer. Feeling like it had been way too long since they last got together for some hijinks, she wasted no time in betting her oldest friend 50 bucks to try get the number of waitress who looked like she hated her life. 

She began slow clapping as Luis reached the bar again, smiling to herself, assuming he’d failed. “Any luck or do you need a bigger challenge?” she asked. “Hope she didn’t crush your precious ego.”