OOM: About your creepy brother and his weird-ass dreams... (working title)

[After this]

Lilly wakes up frowning. She's still not entirely sure what was going on in that dream, but she knows Mel needs to hear about it. Yawning, she sits up, slides out of bed, pulls on a t-shirt and heads for the kitchen.

Mel's already there, making cocoa. All the ingredients are out, milk, chocolate, marshmallows, whiskey... Lilly smiles.

"Hey. Got enough for two?"

Suite 132

Lilly hasn't slept at all, really. She's stopped crying, though.

Right now, she's sitting in her bedroom with coffee and a notebook, writing intently, and blinking too much. There's still glitter in her eyelashes from the sleepover that she can't seem to get rid of, no matter how much she's wiped her eyes lately.