#interactions | caelan+lark

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( caelan+lark )

( closed starter for @larkfox​ )

For once in his life, Caelan was not manning a stand at one of the events. The Winter Festival felt bittersweet without Lachlan around. The son of Khione would have loved all of the ice related festivities that the island provided. Cael had decided when he left the farm that he was not going to let this go to waste. He would have fun in Lachlan’s place and have a lot of memories to tell him the next time he saw him because to say he wouldn’t get the chance was something the ever optimistic man would not consider. Heading towards the cookie making activity, Cael had a pep in his step as he made his way through the crowds. Standing outside of the building it was being held, Cael turned to the person next to him as he spoke, not even realizing who it was. “Do you think we get to eat the cookies at the end?”