One, Two, Three (The Roleplay)

It didn’t take long at all for him to drift off.

 

(Zoop?)

 

When Fleur woke the next morning, Ferris was still asleep, but there was the smell of food in the kitchen.

 

Alyssa was in the kitchen, her blonde hair frizzy from sleep. She was cooking on the stove.

“Hey, Fleur,” she said blearily.

 

“Passed out is more like it,” she replied. “How are you? How’s Ferris?”

 

She waved it off easily.

“Don’t worry. I don’t plan on staying for too long. Are you hungry?”

 

She nodded a head towards the table.

“Go ahead and sit.”

 

Alyssa began to load up a plate for her, glancing around.

“So... is this your place?”

 

“Ferris seemed to know it well,” Alyssa said innocently, setting the plate in front of her.

 

“It’s just interesting that it’s the first place he thought to go,” she replied playfully.