Date: 2021-02-18 04:48 pm (UTC)
coquettish_trees: (shy)
And so the taste of frozen cake shall forever be a mystery to us, and I shall choose to believe it is the finest of all.

Perhaps the second finest, so I am not made too cross by not having had it.

[ Alexandrie reaches for her coffee again, carefully, lest it be too hot now, and sits back such that she can touch her shoulder to Byerly's. ]

Do move over. [ A nudge with that shoulder, pushing him gently toward Bastien. ] I am sure you shall not have noticed this happening, as it was quiet and unobtrusive, but in a passion I stepped all over the cold floor and then sat on it and felt sorry for myself and now I wish your warm spot.
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