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Written for Open on Sunday LJ community's challenge #90, Liquids.

Hot Chocolate
by Zzilly14

"You were wonderful," I tell her softly, brushing her golden hair gently. The sun illuminates her face, oranges and yellows dancing in her sparkling eyes.

"So were you," she smiles. She leans over me to grab the mug of hot chocolate.

As she settles back next to me, sipping on the sweet drink filled with marshmallows, she begins to laugh.

"What is it?"

"I've been thinking about the past few days."

"Yeah?"

"And there's been no vampires, no slaying. I actually feel like... a normal person."

I laugh along with her, until I realize the spilled chocolate on my chest.