Neverland

it's the love someone gives you in an unconditional way

"No no no, this isn't happening," Jennie said, as she quickly shut her eyes. "I must be-...there must have been something weird in that tea I made. Maybe Jisoo put something in it."

"Jisoo?" Lisa's voice perked up and Jennie opened her eyes again. "Is Jisoo here?"

"No," Jennie said.

Lisa deflated a little, but it seemed that her unwavering enthusiasm really didn't know how to take much of a beating. Even if she was standing there in a green frock that was basically a short crop top and brown linen pants that were now booty shorts. Jennie wasn't sure if they'd started out that way, but they did nothing to hide the long pale legs that kept catching her attention.

Jennie took a moment to just take Lisa in. It was definitely the face Jennie remembered, from what she used to play off as dreams. Big warm brown eyes with a mole under the left eye, smooth pale skin and red hair that hung in natural curls and rested at her jaw. Always a little jagged at the end like it had been cut with a knife, probably was. And admittedly, she was very, very...well attractive. It was the same kid from all those years ago, except about twenty years older.

"Can we go see her?" Lisa asked, hands on her hips in the same boyish way Jennie remembered.

No. No.

Jennie shook her head and began pacing, shaking out her hands like it would rid her of this hallucination.

"You aren't real!" Jennie shouted.

She didn't even have to look at Lisa to know she had a shit eating grin on her face. "Mm, I don't know, I feel pretty real to me."

"Maybe...there must be asbestos in this house. It's an old house, right? That's probably why I'm hallucinating," she reasoned with herself. "Because last time I checked you were a figment of my imagination. You're not real."

"If I wasn't real, could I do this?"

Jennie opened her eyes just in time to see Lisa, lips puckered, leaning in towards her. Eyes wide, Jennie just kind of smashed her hand into Lisa's face to keep her at bay.

"You're not real!"

The side of Lisa's face was squashed into the palm of Jennie's hand, and her eyes opened to look at her.

"Oh, a wedding dress!" Lisa exclaimed. She took Jennie's hand from her face and held it between them. "Is this for me? Are you ready to get married?"

Jennie couldn't deny the reality of the way her hand warmed immediately to Lisa's skin, fingers intertwining automatically, and the hair on her arms standing on end. She jerked her hand away and held it to her chest.

"You're...not real," she said again, weakly. But she couldn't deny that in front of her was a seemingly very real person. Jennie had to decide what was the least likely scenario: That someone who looked exactly like her imaginary friend somehow knew all about her life and dreams...or that her imaginary friend that she swore wasn't real but Jisoo swore was, suddenly was...totally real. "I-...okay, let's say you are real. How did you get here?"

"I flew of course. Through Jisoo's window. As always."

For some reason Jennie wasn't expecting that answer and she sighed, already exasperated.

"Okay okay but...you were a little kid. You never aged, that was kinda your thing!" Jennie threw her hands up, gesturing towards Lisa's body. "And now you're...tall and have-" Her hands hovered towards Lisa's breasts. "-shapes!"

Lisa looked down at herself as if she just remembered she had aged. "Uh, well at first I only came back every year like I always did," Lisa said, scratching at her scalp as she thought. "But then I thought that maybe...maybe I was just missing you and always came back on the wrong day. So I started coming back more until it was every day."