Leafykins

As the water finally came to a boil Celeste pulled her mug close and started pouring the water in, she watched as the steam rose and the strange sweet yet bitter smell of her tea filled the air. Setting the tea kettle down Celeste pulled her mug close to herself and breathed in deeply, the steam creating a strange stickily warm sensation on her cheeks and neck. The air was so thick...but comforting. She glanced down at the wrapper from her tea bag. They had been out of her favorite so she picked the next best thing. She smiled faintly as she thought of the nights when they were younger when despite her 'I'm not scared of anything' attitude, s