#witchingallison

The “relationship” with Allison had initially began as a way for both of them to find some companionship. The entertainment industry can be incredibly lonely after all. Even if they weren’t destined to last forever (something they were aware of), it was still nice to just have someone to text for a cuddle when the need was there. Jacy was reminded of this while sat on his bed with her, holding a fork full of cake to her mouth. It was something they’d spent the last half an hour baking. The kitchen was still a mess. “C’mon,” Jacy chuckled. Eyes shifting between her eyes, her lips, and the cake. “It’s going to taste fine. You promised if we put the chocolate chips in, you’d have the first bite.” | @witchingallison

“Allison-” Zoe called from the living room Salem upside down in her arms as she carried him around the apartment. She was always trying to get atleast one of the cats attentions, their furry friends were too comforting to her generally chaotic self to neglect. Besides, he’d been trying to play with the loose papers she’d been writing sheet music on all day so atleast here he was less trouble - for now-. It was probably a scene of chaos - but Zoe was always a bit of a whirlwind when she worked, it’s how she wrote some of the best things -. She’d set up a ‘writing space’, meaning incense were burning, she’d even brought in her favourite plant - even if it was looking a little limp and sorry for itself - into the space. As if the vibes would some how help the melody elect from her. “I think I’m missing a page from my notebook, is Luna with you? She’s probably got it.” @witchingallison

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