Drabble Four
Elphaba lay tucked under the covers, mind wandering as it always did. Could Nessa's ramblings have a truth to them? Was there really a greater Good, a god to fulfill her wishes? No, of course not, because--
"...Elphie!" A shape entered the sheets next to her, burrowing into Elphaba's side like a giant warm kitten. "Elphie, do you believe in ghosts?"
"Now, what kind of random...well, I certainly hope not. My current life is dreary enough, it'd be a just dessert to have an afterlife be so unexciting. Is this what's keeping you up, my pretty?"
Glinda wiggled around, her nose pressed against Elphaba's. "Well, no. Sometimes I just think too much, and can't get to sleep."
This honestly surprised Elphaba, and she ran her finger down Glinda's arm, almost to reassure herself that Glinda did, in fact, exist. And Glinda surprised her for the second time that night, by leaning forward slightly, and pressing her small pink lips to Elphaba's.