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Vivian absolutely hated hearing about how horrible her father was to Luci. the way her friend was describing how he did an entire vineyard and how she had to help him wasn’t the way to spend a summer vacation. Those three to four months, which entirely depended on how early or late of a start one got on it, was supposed to be spent with friends, with cute boys (or girls), with fun activities that bring a person joy. It was most certainly not supposed to be full of tedious gardening that would have been better left to a gardener.
As someone who empathized more than anyone else she knew, Vivian felt Luciana’s frustration and squeezed her friend’s hand. If nothing else, she wanted to make sure Luci knew that she was there for her.
“It was okay.”
Vivian was being modest. Her summer vacation was pretty fantastic, but she wasn’t sure if she wanted to tell Luciana. Part of her wanted to maybe change the subject altogether, but the usual look in her friend’s eye made the weakling to resistance Vivian Lucasta cave. She couldn’t say no to those gorgeous eyes of hers.
“All right, it was a little more than just okay,” she admitted out loud, looking down for a brief second before returning to Luci's gaze. “So, my mother surprised me that we were going to take a trip around the world. We managed to travel throughout all eight continents in just seven weeks. It was insane and a little hectic at times. Honestly, my favorite part was being able to see my uncle in Sweden. Swedish chocolate is so much better when it’s in ice cream form!” When it came to food, she could hardly keep her excitement levels steady.
“Oh, I’m just dandy!” Zestasia cheerfully replied in earnest to Carla, giving the older-looking woman a bright smile.
Zestasia Calore was a fighter. He could last days without taking so much of a moment’s rest. He was one of those people who had the added benefit of youthful energy and not taking much time to slow down by anyone or anything. He never let a little fatigue stop him. Plus, he had enough stored up light to rejuvenate his stamina if he needed to for one or two more bursts. So as far as being affected by the battle, sure he was a little worn out but nothing a good meal couldn’t fix.
And because he started thinking about food, the reality of the situation set in. No matter how much sunlight he took in and it healed his minor injuries, when Zestasia was hungry and was reminded that he hadn’t had a decent meal in god-knows how long, he was as weak as -- well, the rest of the group was right now. So, if it really was up for debate, that’s what he voted on. His mind and stomach both agree that a nice meal and maybe a hot bath is what the group needs.
Zestasia was going to suggest that, but then Etoli-Etolie--Eto had to start talking about a lot of things he wasn’t exactly aware of. A lot of the words were too complicated for him to keep track of. When she glanced his way, however, there was a feeling crawling through the depths of his empty stomach that it wasn’t a complimentary glance she gave him.
On the mention of suggestions, Zestasia’s stomach growled again. He frowned when he had a feeling that getting something to eat wasn’t on the table just yet. “So does this mean we can’t get something to eat first?” He knew the answer to that question and it only made him frown more and sink into a standing sulking position.