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Night Songs

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Krissy hadn't seen Shoura all day. He had some sort of appointment earlier in the day, which wasn't unusual, but it was already pushing past six and Shoura was usually home at six. She understood that maybe she was worried for no reason and being a little dramatic but... she missed him.

She pondered that feeling (missing him) after accepting that was indeed why she kept glancing up at her bedroom door. She missed him and she wished he would appear as he normally did and bother her until she was mad. She missed him, why?

Shoura was her friend, that was the easiest reason to accept. Friends missed friends even if it hadn't been a full day since they had last seen them, right?

She decided to stop thinking about it, because her explanation for why she missed Shoura so much, wasn't completely adding up in her mind.

There was no need to make things more complicated.

Still, she was getting a bit worried. The whole time she had been living with Shoura, he had only missed meeting up with her for a movie when Bryce was around. Any other time, he showed up like clock work with his stupid smiles and jokes that made her cringe hard.

Krissy drummed her fingers on the hilt of a blade she had been studying. It was a thin one, one easily hidden underneath clothing, the actual blade was coated in a numbing compound she had created herself. She didn't have her greenhouse here, but she was able to make due. She was just trying things out, taking Shoura's advice and experimenting with coating her weapons in poison.

Her gaze flickered the vials she had created, each glass phial was the same size but the liquid inside of them differed from brown to a watery green. Nothing she had been able to make so far was terribly lethal, but decidedly mixtures that could give her an upper hand in a fight. Maybe.

A shiver ran down her back again as she remembered Shoura's words. Attempts had been made on her life and she hadn't even known it. She hated the idea of still not know things going on around her. She had wanted to but that chapter behind her.

Her gaze flickered back up to her door. She wished Shoura would show up already, so she could stop worrying and thinking too seriously in general.

Unable to sit still any longer, Krissy stood before quickly wrapping her newest work in a white piece of cloth. She decided to head down and see what granny was cooking.

As expected she found the old woman in the kitchen, with her whale of a dog squeezed underneath the breakfast table a few feet away. Krissy sniffed the air. "Are we having cookies for dinner?" She asked in bewilderment.

"No! I'm sick of cooking for you all! I did bake fresh bread earlier in the afternoon though, so you ungrateful brats can make your own sandwiches!" The woman ranted. "I made perfectly good stew yesterday and not one of you went back for thirds? Was it not good enough? No! It was plenty good! Instead you dummies rather stuff yourself with junk!"

Krissy leaned against the island not taking the woman's words to heart at all, she actually smiled. "That was Shoura's fault. He bought the popcorn machine." She shrugged. The woman mummbled something in Russian. "But... we really do appreciate how you cook for us everyday. Its actually why we love you." She joked.

"That's right! All of you just use me for my cooking!" The woman took the cookies from the oven with a blue and white oven mitt. She took them off after and flipped her long, gray braid off her shoulder. She stared down at the cookies she had placed on the island in front of Krissy with a frown.

The brown woman frowned at the older woman's sudden seriousness. She thought granny was joking, she usually joked about such things all of the time. She knew they appreciated her. Matvei kissed the ground she walked on, Shoura would do anything for her, and Krissy knew she cared about the older woman like she would her own grandmother. "Are you okay, granny? You know we love you..."