Ceciliaaaaa.

[mori_xx]

Her headache was only getting worse. Mori groaned and tried to take another sip of her skinny vanilla latte. She sat in the back corner of her favorite cafe located in the heart of Paris. It was a small, cozy little shop with little room to move around in the winter but Mori seemed to find the only table with an ounce of privacy. It was out of the

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[ccecilia]

Sometimes, the phrase "It's a small world" made Cecilia Jacobs want to crush something in her bare hands. Then, there were the undeniably apt moments where the string of words popped into her head before she could stop herself. At that moment, she was staring back at her close friend, her hands on her hips and a bemused smile on her face.

"Mori McDougal," she greeted. "Of all the little cafes in the world! How are you?"

She sat down opposite the darker girl without bothering to wait for an invitation. They'd been friends since they were in diapers. Who needed an invitation?

[mori_xx]

Before Mori even looked up she knew who had joined her. A wide smile spread across her face. Sometimes the universe worked in just the right ways.

"Recovering," she said lightly, looking up. "It looks like we still think the same, Cec."

[ccecilia]

Perhaps it had been because Cecilia had finally decided to take an interest in her education, or maybe it was due to all the time she had been spending, well, hiding from everyone else. She just couldn't remember the last time she properly saw Mori and that, well, it was a sad thought to think. She shook her head.

"I saw the blog," she said, her brow furrowing. "Bloody idiots, they are. I dunno why everyone's become so interested in everyone's business lately."

She sighed.

"How are you doing?"

[mori_xx]

Mori sighed and leaned back in her chair. Cecilia's concern was comforting.

"Honestly, I'm frustrated," she confessed. Mori suddenly realized that she should have turned to Cecilia in the beginning. While Mrs. O'Dannihugh's honesty gave her answers, she offered very little warmth.

"I thought hiding out for a bit would be best. Of course, they always find us...who ever 'they' are."