wHOAH EMI ACTUALLY HAS AN IDEA (Closed//Stalkers Enabled)

Ana yawned. “Maybe family issues. He’s human too.”

"I know, but he normally gives us forewarning if he's not going to be here after a prolonged period of time," Breeze walked out the class.

Ana tailed Bree. “Makes sense. He might be dead.” She shrugged.

"I hope he isn't. I really like him," Breeze said, "He's a great teacher."

Ana looked at her, walking forward a little faster. “How old was he?”

"Pretty young compared to the other teachers," Breeze responded, "Which means like 40 something."

Ana frowned a little. “Is he fit? Does he have any medical issues that you can identify?”

"Nothing I could see, except his asthma. Though that was minor, and he was decent."

Ana tilted her head. “Huh. That’s pretty odd, then. Maybe you should email him.”

"I just might," Breeze responded as they reached the edge of campus.

Ana looked around. “This is a good place to go, if you’d like to now.”

"I know it is," Breeze responded, "That's why I go here."

Ana sighed and spread out her wings. “Climb on, then.”

Breeze hesitantly got on Ana's back, "Can you not go as fast this time?"

“Fast is the only speed I can go if you don’t want to fall out of the sky,” Ana replied sharply.

"I'm not asking you to go slow," Breeze rolled her eyes, "Just a little bit slower."

Ana rolled her eyes. “A little bit slower would just be the same speed.”

"Great, so just do whatever you need to do," Breeze resigned. She felt her grip tighten in preparation.

Ana shot up into the air with the same unrestrainedness that she’s shown before. She made a loop in the air before jolting off towards Bree’s house.

Breeze held in her screams, was the loop really necessary?!

Well, yes, it was since it’s really hard to redirect yourself in the air! Anywho, within moments they were at Bree’s apartment.

Once they had landed Breeze hopped off Ana's back to open the door. Her fingers fumbled for the keys in her bag.

Ana stretched out her wings before tucking them back up. “Nice ride, yeah?”

"Scary, but efficient," Bree responded as she opened the door up.

Ana hummed and walked inside after Bree. “You’ll get used to it, human. It just takes time.”

"Of course I will Angel," Breeze said. She flopped down onto the couch with a long sigh.

Ana drifted over. “What are you doing, human? Go sleep on your bed.”

(You should have her be like nah and more fluffy lesbian tracks will build.)

(Yes. I like this plan.)

"Why should I? I'm tired and this is comfy. Couches are for naps, beds are for sleeps," Breeze said with her eyes closed.

(Yes.)

Ana huffed. “Really. Human? Get up! Or I’ll go lay down in your bed.”

"Not gonna move an inch," Breeze responded, "Besides their is enough room for both of us on here."