Shippy Drabbles

A drabble about love, loss and hot chocolate.

Story
The morning fog dimmed the sun's rays, and a lone girl slouched on a bench outside a blue coffeeshop. Tears lingered her eyes as her hands stroked the edge of an heavy hot chocolate cup.

"Rolana?" Rolana's thoughts were interrupted by a nasally voice behind the donkey. "Are you okay? You look sad."

She glanced up. Cedar Wood's concerned face came into view. "I'm not sad. I'm stupid, I'm naive, I get sucked into false promises and get any sort of trust shattered," Rolana murmured in reply.

Cedar sat down next to the donkey and sympathetically patted her on the shoulder. "It'll get better. What happened, Lana?"

A small sigh. A furrowed brow. A downward glance. And finally, a fallen tear. "Daun broke up with me."

The wooden girl offered a friendly smile. Rolana knew those kinds of smiles were forced, but it still made her feel better. Cedar then laughed, "Who cares about that whiny, annoying loser, anyway?". She stood up, and offered Rolana her hand.

Rolana took her gladly, and the two walked back into the coffeeshop for more hot chocolate.