 ~ Mrs. Steve Harrington ~ It be like that sometimes.
Okay, then.
Remy was seemingly enjoying that bread a little too much. Then again, who was Claudine to judge? She herself was enjoying the baked good. Speaking of which, she polished off that piece she had been working on then turned her attention back to the candles.
Trent’s words were overheard. Chill here? In the dungeon corridor? Ooookaaaay then. Claudine continued to work, listening to the conversation as she did. At least this was what she was content with doing until one of her housemates joined the group. “Hi, Cornelia. We’re just replacing the old candles with these new ones.’’ The sixth year indicated to the box of new candles. “Oh, and we’re having bread… cinnamon, banana. You should try some.” |