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Krel Ansell · 05-30-2019, 12:48 AM

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Originally Posted by siriusblackliveson

Pursing her lips she looked over the selections. Peanut butter... chocolate...mint chocolate? She just couldn't decide on what she wanted something sweet, yet salty. Or at least that was what her brain was currently telling her. Glancing further down into the case she finally decided she was going to get... oh someone asked a question.

Popping back up and turning her head she noticed someone older than her she assumed. But not by much. She smiled at him, "oh yeah. I'm a big fan of the peanut butter or the chocolate. Do you have a certain taste for something?" She wanted to make sure she gave a good recommendation.

She looked a bit shocked to see him. Was he that out of place looking in the sweets shop? Or did he look as poorly as he was feeling? Depression usually did that to him, he remembered. He tried to put on a smile and hoped it didn't look too forced. "No, looking for a gift for someone." He watched her stand up. "I don't really eat sweets." He rubbed the back of his neck in a hapless manner. "Or haven't really eaten them much since I was a kid."

05-30-2019, 12:48 AM	#40 (permalink)
Krel Ansell DMLE & DIMC Mooncalf Join Date: Jul 2003 Location: Drowning in files Posts: 7,071 x1	randomly tagged \| Norbert(a) \| The Wandmaker (tm) Quote: Originally Posted by siriusblackliveson Pursing her lips she looked over the selections. Peanut butter... chocolate...mint chocolate? She just couldn't decide on what she wanted something sweet, yet salty. Or at least that was what her brain was currently telling her. Glancing further down into the case she finally decided she was going to get... oh someone asked a question. Popping back up and turning her head she noticed someone older than her she assumed. But not by much. She smiled at him, "oh yeah. I'm a big fan of the peanut butter or the chocolate. Do you have a certain taste for something?" She wanted to make sure she gave a good recommendation. She looked a bit shocked to see him. Was he that out of place looking in the sweets shop? Or did he look as poorly as he was feeling? Depression usually did that to him, he remembered. He tried to put on a smile and hoped it didn't look too forced. "No, looking for a gift for someone." He watched her stand up. "I don't really eat sweets." He rubbed the back of his neck in a hapless manner. "Or haven't really eaten them much since I was a kid." __________________