The world is pathetically gaudy and sickeningly adorable- but Christmas Town is one of the few places that most members of the Organization are loath to explore.
Zexion can see why, even if it currently isn't his main focus, as he saunters with Naminé almost-hanging on his arm. The girl doesn't flit from display to display, granting her attention to a few of them but mostly just retreating into the warmth-by-comparison of his long black cloak.
They end up in a cramped café dripping with tinsel and gingerbread scents. He picks it- she is his charge, after all, and is suitably pleased by the ambience and the hearty food served to her by tiny smiling elves.
And Zexion is more lenient towards the place solely because the rosy glow inside has an aesthetical effect on her smile.
A.N. – Taliax, I'll keep thanking you for the reviews~ Guess you should be expecting this already :) And yeah, unseasonal drabble is woefully unseasonal, but I swear on Mickey that was the prompt.
To all my dear readers, thanks for reading (of course)! As always, hope you liked it… something about reviews, something about disclaimers and I think that's it for now.
Tune in next time!
