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MarshmallowsHer fingers curled nervously around the ceramic hot chocolate mug. She was particularly amused by the little marshmallows that floated aimlessly in the pools of creamy brown. "Like little clouds," she mumbled to herself in the utmost of private fashions. She lightly stirred a small spoon through the mixture and watched the little clouds twirl and swirl as she sighed, wistfully glancing out the window to the waning light shower. The droplets weren't heavy or overwhelming enough to bring gloom bubbling up to the surface of the café, yet it certainly hampered the mood. It was a lazy day, she remarked to herself, which should have meant that everyone else should be lazy, too.Marshmallows by Tsukiyohei
For now, they were too busy being sad. Well, most of them, anyway. Grief was flirting with a set of twins in the corner, laughing and working his charm on them. The two women giggled and shifted their auburn hair on their shoulders. But Tracita knew that deep down, the Casanova was sad, too, and that he was just
NecessaryNecessaryNecessary by VyvianLee
It was a rare, almost unheard of moment when Felix simply sat. Not silent because his mouth was filled with taffy, bubblegum or some other form of sugar coated decadence, nor because hed been punished by Vyvian for a childish misdemeanour. Felix Armand Fabrizio was sitting still, of his own accord, and thinking quietly. Vyvian had almost had a heart attack. Felix hadnt noticed, instead letting loose a quiet sigh of melancholy. Noting the decadent language of this piece of writing, along with her adopted childs sudden bout of effeminate emotions, Vyvian promptly decided that she wanted little to do with a fanfic of this nature and made herself scarce. This, having removed the one character who may have given young Felix and form of advice on the matter, leaves the story quite open to the problems the boys dilemma would open.
Felix didnt notice his mother leave. He sighed again, changin