The Witch's Ichor

Apology Dress [24]

Zoe's eyes flutter open to see the sun filtering in through her bedroom window. She yawns softly, and rolls over to face her closet. Memories of her dream return to her in a flurry of images.

God, that's embarrassing.

Images of her and Theo doing things she's never thought to do before come back from last night's dream. She blushes, covering her face with a goofy smile. Zoe reaches over and grabs her phone eagerly.

Sadly there's not many messages. She checks the one from Theo first.

Theo: Good morning

Theo: I hope you had a pleasant sleep, Zoe

Zoe: I slept really good!! Good morning! <3

Zoe's eyes linger on the screen as she waits expectantly for Theo to respond. He doesn't reply, so she checks the message from Tracy with a pout.

Tracy: Hey!! Um I was wondering if ur busy today?

Zoe: I'm free, what's up? :)

Tracy: I wanna take you on a little trip to the mall, as an apology

Zoe: Oh you don't have to, silly!

Tracy: But I want to, please? </3

Zoe: OK fine! XD

Zoe puts her phone back on her nightstand with a smile. Theo may not be replying at the moment, but Zoe has other friends she can always talk to.

The smell of something cooking downstairs gets Zoe's stomach growling as she slips out of bed. She stretches, glancing at her bedhead in the mirror. Zoe grabs the brush her mother got her, and starts to untangle her unruly dark mane.

Ouch. Being a girl can be so tedious!

Zoe finishes brushing out her hair. She looks at herself in the mirror, and giggles. Zoe leaves her brush on her nightstand as she leaves her bedroom. The scent of potatoes frying has Zoe salivating as she descends the stairs.

Zoe's mother turns to smile at Zoe as she takes her seat at the table. She dishes up a plate of fried potatoes for her daughter.

"G'morning Mom." Zoe mumbles sleepily.

"Morning, sleeping beauty." Zoe's mother replies.

The crispy golden brown potatoes practically melt in Zoe's mouth. She moans softly at the delicious buttery taste, and her mother raises an eyebrow. Zoe doesn't really care how she sounds. These potatoes are delicious!

"Any plans for today?" Zoe's mother asks.

Zoe minds her manners, finishing the food in her mouth before responding.

"Yeah, actually. Tracy wants to take me shopping today!" Zoe exclaims.

 "Who's Tracy..?" Zoe's mother asks with a smile.

"Oh, I never mentioned her? She's a friend from school." Zoe replies.

Zoe takes another big bite of her breakfast. Zoe's mother purses her lips as she struggles to think of an appropriate way to ask the question she has. Zoe notices her mother's discomfort, and takes a stab in the dark.

"She knows about my magic, too." Zoe guesses her mother's concern.

"Oh I see. Well, I hope you two girls have a great day." Zoe's mother comments lightly.

The soft thump of heavy footsteps descending the stairs draws the two ladies' attention. Zoe's father enters the living room with a smile on his face. He gently hugs Zoe. His scratchy unshaved stubble causing her to recoil with a giggle.