for liddy forever ago

So far, Valentine's Day has been the worst day of the year. Charles wished that he had agreed to go boxing with Lena and Marcellina but if he didn't he would have humiliated himself, since the both of them could kick his butt in a heartbeat. He decided to float to Azorat for a day just to see if anyone would recognize him.

He was much taller than the last time he came here. He almost forgot where every shop was. The Golden Thestral was the only bit he could remember, when he and Lena had become friends again. He missed the days when everything was simple.

Charles looked at his reflection on his jug od Butterbeer and he realized how tired he was. He yawned and he slept on the desk. He was soon sleeping soundly like a baby.

::Liddy::


Liddy had made her way into the Golden Threstral in Kendera's appearance. Then, her gaze had settled on the boy sleeping upon one of the tables. As she wound between people and tables on her way across the room, her features slowly changed. Kendera's long brown hair gave way to loose brown-black curls, the chocolate of her eyes deepening, and her stature becameoming the slightest bit more petite. By the time she reached the table, it was Liddy's own face that frowned down at the boy.

No one seemed to notice.

Seating herself across from the boy, Liddy continued regarding him unhappily for a moment. Then, she gave a quiet little huff and took his butterbeer. Sipping at the beverage, she idly waited for the boy to wake up.

Charles felt something poke his back and that was what jolted him awake. He turned around to see if it was anyone and it wasn't. He mumbled something that even he didn't properly understand. He looked up from his table to find that Liddy was sipping his beverage.

Liddy! Charles exclaimed in his head. He didn't know whether to be nice or to be slightly scared. He wondered if she was still mad at him. She was, obviously. She might kill him with a sword and all. He hid the necklace under his shirt with some slight of hand and started to think about what the hell he should do next.

He smirked lazily at her, and his arms swooped over the table to take it back. "My butterbeer," he mumbled. "Give it back, Liddy. Give it baaaack..."

::Liddy::


Leaning back in her chair, and therefore away from boy, Liddy arched a brow at him. "No," she said. She brought the mug to her lips again, taking a long drink of the amber liquid.

The girl observed him impassively, expression somber. He was rather ordinary, wasn't he? There were far more attractive boys, smarter, too, from what she had seen. He couldn't even remember her.

"Waiting for someone?" Liddy asked. "Or do you say other girls' names when you kiss Anna, too?"