and I tried to remember how nice it had been
Vai turns with a spoon in her mouth, obviously having been sneaking some of the apple jam while she waits for the kettle, though her lips form into a fiendish sort of smile. ”You look a mess,” she says affectionately, setting the spoon down and grabbing a knife to carve out a few slices of bread for them. ”Like some poor waif, waiting for a morsel to eat. Luckily for you, I’ve got you covered.”
Slathering the bread with jam and cheese (yes, together), she shoves it all onto a plate and sets it down on the table. ”Sugar is not going to thank you for that, she smirks, nodding at the blanket before crossing the room as if to hug him, before forcing herself to stop. ”Ah, I heard about your... y’know.” His new magic, she means.
Slathering the bread with jam and cheese (yes, together), she shoves it all onto a plate and sets it down on the table. ”Sugar is not going to thank you for that, she smirks, nodding at the blanket before crossing the room as if to hug him, before forcing herself to stop. ”Ah, I heard about your... y’know.” His new magic, she means.
a long long time ago
Vervain
