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“You may now kiss the bride…”
Oz’s head snapped back up. He caught himself on the verge of falling asleep. He rubbed his eyes, and the phobias on his shoulders yawned softly. He looked down at his watch. 12:37 AM… Gods, it was late. The movie on the T.V. was still going, playing one of those late-night romance movie marathons… the volume turned low enough for everyone around him to stay asleep. The only other sound in the room was the wind howling outside Oz’s windows.
Vicky and Liam were curled up at the other side of the couch, with a blanket shared between them. Brian had left on his own a while ago; said he had something important to attend to. And Amira and Scott were on the floor together, with their backs against the sofa. Some movie night this was turning out to be…
But someone was missing… there was an empty space on the sofa, right beside Oz. Where did Miranda go?
As if on cue, she emerged from the kitchen. In her hands were two mugs, with steam faintly rising from the rims. She stifled a yawn as she gently sat back down beside Oz.
“Cocoa?” She offered, handing a mug to Oz. “It’s rather chilly tonight.”
“Thanks.” Oz softly answered. He took a sip, and looked back to the princess. Even in the dark living room, she was as beautiful as the day her first met her. It almost felt like he was dreaming now. “We should… probably pack it in for the night, huh?”
“Perhaps…” Miranda mused, taking a slow drink from her own mug. She laid her head against Oz’s shoulder, cuddling up against him. “But not yet. I’d like to stay like this for a little...”
“I can do that…” Oz sighed, allowing them to get a little closer on the couch.
The movie on screen was rolling through it's credits now... no doubt that a new flick would start shortly after. Might as well watch just one more...