❝ It’s Christmas Eve and we are going to go celebrate being young and being alive. ❞
some christmas meme from last year
It was Christmas Eve but if he was honest with himself, Jellal felt nowhere near close to young or alive. The only thing he wanted to do was hide away under a blanket with a book, Sirius curled up nearby. Fingertips pressed gently up against his temple whilst musing to himself about his current ' dilemma '.
" Alright but on one condition. We get those lattes you mentioned. " Jellal said with a rather breathy exhale, following it up with a gentle smile. He may not be a party person or in the mood for celebration but it'd been a while since he'd last seen Mary. It was the holidays and if he was honest, he had missed her. " Sirius could use the walk anyway. "
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“I have a lot of questions. Number one, how dare you?”
some meme that’s been lost to the void
Ah, the seemingly almost high pitched voice of disappointment. It’d been a while since he’d heard Mary use that tone with him. It used to be a more common one during the fugitive days but not so much these days. Hearing it now almost brought about an emergence of affection for his friend. Almost that is.
Jellal raised an eyebrow at Mary as he peered over the top edge of his book towards her. “ Number one, I apologized. You know this. Number two, why do you have a lot of questions. ” Fingertips glided along the flat sides of the book proceeding to close it shut. Jellal had a feeling that he was going to be here for a while.
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