Post by Deleted on Jun 28, 2015 14:06:54 GMT -5
Felicity stared into the dark colored liquid. The steam gently rising towards her face with the aroma of whatever coffee bean was in season. To her they all seemed to smell the same unless they were flavored, like cinnamon of vanilla. But her coffee had the distinct scent of peppermint. While it was true most people generally drank such a drink during winter with the holiday season it was something that brought the brunette comfort year round. And boy, did she need some comfort, no matter in what form it came in.
She hadn't been sleeping well. Too afraid to. Not after what happened the last time, and of course Remus had been there to be a witness to it. Gods, she felt stupid now. But it just... she just didn't want to think on it. It had been months already, yes, but she had been so god at hiding it within the back of her mind behind so many walls she didn't dare to scratch at. Though it seemed that the moment she did scratch at it a flicker of her powers appeared again. She didn't want to thin she needed to come have her memories make her relive that moment again when she was kidnapped. She never wanted to open up that drawer of memories. She wanted to keep it locked up tight. It terrified her and would cause her head so much grief.
It sucked! Her brain was already enough of a mess right now. Having your own memories and someone elses made for a crazy time, especially when feelings were involved, romantic feelings. She just wanted things to be simple again. Before she had ever gotten involved with Saturn or anything else. When the worst thing she had to worry about was making sure her powers stayed under control and that she wouldn't end up like an idiot in front of Remus. The latter she still worried about at times but now her list of concerns could probably write an entire book due to how long it had grown. The only comforting remedy she had was the cup in front of her and being in the relaxing atmosphere of her favorite coffee house. She had pretty much become a regular here with how often she entered through the doors and ordered her usual peppermint mocha with a red velvet cupcake. The small things in life, that was what made her feel better.
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