How Green Becomes Wood

Alec heaved a sigh and slumped against the door. "You know, outside of a couple of Easter egg hunts when we were kids and some on-sale candy, we've never done Easter, but now I suddenly wish we just so he'd have an excuse to not go and couldn't talk himself into it. I'll try texting him Sunday."
 
"It would be good if you did," Dark replied, driving them home. That evening, once he and Daizi were alone, he confessed his worries about it to her. Despite sharing in them, Daizi nonetheless attempted to assuage them, at least for the moment. There was nothing they could do that evening, all they could do was be available if Tristan needed anything.

For the first time in a few months, Dark was restless when he tried to sleep that weekend, although he seemed like himself during the day. Monday afternoon, the first day of Spring Break, he went grocery shopping like usual, while the twins stayed home with Ivy, but his concern led him to drive a slightly longer way home, so he could go nearer to Tristan's shop. It was normally closed on Mondays, but the anxiety in his mind still felt better to do so.
 
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