storm. (_storm_) wrote in keytowonderic, @ 2013-01-28 21:40:00 |
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Entry tags: | fog, storm |
Who: Storm and Fog
What: Bestie times. Possibly lots of hugging.
When: Sometime, Monday Evening.
Where: Storm's little abode.~
Warnings: None, unless you consider hugging offensive.
Fog was here, and if there was anything in the world capable of lifting the moody Garden Spirits' countenance, it was this particular bit of knowledge. Hell, he practically brightened at the mention of his longtime friend, and it was rather urgent that he saw her. Perhaps not urgent, but it was a must. After all, Fog never stayed long, and he was never one to anchor her, but while she was around, it was hard not to want at least a little bit of her time for himself.
He tidied his living space up, dusting, straightening things on the mantels, making sure nothing was horribly messy. He'd invited her over, of course, but really, there was no telling when she'd actually get around to dropping by, and plopping, as she'd said. Oh, he could go for a little- or a lot- of that, as well, given the week and the general disposition he'd been in. He sat by himself, for the moment, at the most lonesome end of his own kitchen table, thoughtfully staring into a rather ordinary, sugarless cup of tea. No magic here. Just warmth and something to stave off the oncoming chill.