#weehhhhhhhhhhhhhh

[woofes]

I think my fern Vidal (not named after gore vidal) is sick and I'm really upset about it

[naito-san]

Feeling that giving him his gift face to face might make the other feel a little embarrassed she decided to leave the small bag of handmade chocolates where he would find them. White, dark and milk chocolates in the shapes of crowns, hearts and paopu fruits could be found in the small bag, tied neatly together with a yellow ribbon with an orange wayfinder shaped tag attached to it. On the tag it read: "Happy Valentines Day Riku! Don't eat too much chocolate all right? Love Aqua."

Call him cynical, but Riku was beginning to piece together the bits of how much Aqua lumped him in the same category as her male colleague. Terra. The two were the same, he was beginning to notice. They were both men of few words, few smiles. They weren't too outspoken, lest it was something that didn't fit with their own moral codes. They were quiet, noble. Diligent, loyal. But perhaps most of all: determined. And that was why, when he picked up the small plastic satchel and looked at the color of the Wayfinder, he couldn't help but smile as he imagined his fellow Master set the gift down. Was she thinking the way Terra would act would be the same way he, too, would act? Maybe.

"I won't," he said to himself, almost quietly. He turned the bag around in his palm with his other hand, surveying the pieces that had been attended to with such kind, nurturing hands. "But...thanks, Aqua. Happy Valentine's Day to you, too."