 ~ Mrs. Steve Harrington ~ It be like that sometimes.
Prompt #07: Eggnog
{200 words}
NEWTs were still months away but Ary was stressed.
What even was the point of major exams when he already was quite capable of dealing with many magical creatures? Sometimes he considered not going to University but then he reminded himself - as did his parents - that having additional qualifications opened brought more options. Meaning, Ary would not be limited to just handling the family Reserve.
“Here. This’ll help.”
Ary looked up from his place on the ground under one of the trees overlooking the Reserve. His face broke into a smile. “Thanks.” He sniffed the glass, inhaling the scent of eggnog mixed with a hint of firewhisky as Drake flopped next to him with his own glass.
“It helps that we’re seventeen years!”
Ary laughed. “It does.” He took a sip; it was delicious.
“Just don’t down it all in one go,’’ Drake teased.
“I won’t.”
Ary was aware that Drake was watching him.
“You’ll do better than you expect.”
“I hope so.” The younger boy sighed and rested his head on Drake’s shoulder. “Sorry for being a damper on your holiday.”
“You’re not.” Just like he always did, Drake in turn rested his own head against Ary’s. |