medals: (( 38 ))
jerm, scourge of the mirror realm ([personal profile] medals) wrote 2015-06-11 04:56 am (UTC)

[she holds him at arms length and gives a gross, watery grin. she still remembers how he takes his tea; more than that she remembers how he takes his toast, his eggs. she lets him go and rummages for two cups and sets about making them tea.

her own heart beats wildily in her chest, so nervous that she's ready to burst. there's still the possibility his body might reject the tea altogether; she tells herself she's prepared for that. after a minute and hands a cup over to him and craddles her own close to her chest.]


Get that down you.

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