said i was the best simultaneously the worst
Thorn’s order is similar enough – the lemon raspberry tart with a lavender white mocha – mixing sweeter chocolate alongside the tart raspberry pastry he’s been eyeing since they walked in. And while the waiter goes to grab the items in question and they debate the way they’ll pay, when Thorn shoots her a lopsided smile. “Sounds good to me.” His smile grows a bit sunnier, paying when the person returns with their treats and Thorn quickly pays before snagging his pastry and his coffee.
Trailing after Noe to the empty table, he takes the seat opposite of her by the window enough that he can peer out of it as he lifts the tart to his lips and takes the first bite, trying to sate the way his stomach hasn’t settled down since they’d walked in. “No?” He asks once he’s swallowed the bite, looking back over at Noe with his seafoam gaze. “Might have ghosts but we definitely know how t’party.” He bounces his brows toward her before he laughs lightly. “Have ya gone to the Castaway Exchange? Real lively with all the places t’shop you could want.”
Trailing after Noe to the empty table, he takes the seat opposite of her by the window enough that he can peer out of it as he lifts the tart to his lips and takes the first bite, trying to sate the way his stomach hasn’t settled down since they’d walked in. “No?” He asks once he’s swallowed the bite, looking back over at Noe with his seafoam gaze. “Might have ghosts but we definitely know how t’party.” He bounces his brows toward her before he laughs lightly. “Have ya gone to the Castaway Exchange? Real lively with all the places t’shop you could want.”
Hawthorn
and best case scenario, i should be cursed
