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sweetpinkpixie · 07-18-2022, 04:16 AM

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Originally Posted by Waddles

Luckily for him, Finn was perfectly happy being told what to do and where yo go. He was less certain about these plants he'd agreed to pin to his jacket, but at least it was the same color scheme as his outfit. Though that might be a happy accident, unless Mitsuki was a Seer and had known what he was going to wear.

"Boba?" He repeated after Mitsuki. He glanced around the table of food and drinks, taking in the enormous selection and the other snackers and looking for anything that looked like it would be called that. "I don't see any," he said, reaching for a sandwich instead. He did not volunteer that he didn't know what boba was. "Are you hungry?"

Mitsuki may have consulted the dredges at the bottom of her green tea this morning, but inquiring as to the attire of every one of her acquittances had certainly not been a consideration. Her subconscious thoughts and dreams were still very much preoccupied with wondering whether or not that voice had ever found someone to play with. She had been quite keen to fulfill the request and had gone scavenging about the castle with Aiden for the good part of a week in hopes of answering the call. But...alas.

It was simple intuition, then, that had caused her protective offering to fit his aesthetic. Though she might quietly state that protection suited all aesthetics.

The corners of her lips curled downwards in disappointment, her hand instead reaching for a midnight purple looking drink. It would suffice, but it was hardly a substitute. Looking back to Finn, she assumed he was offering. He had just collected that sandwich from the table, after all. She considered it a moment, finding it curious that he wanted to feed her, and leaned forward with a little bow from the waist to take a little bird bite out of the corner of it.

The lettuce was nice and crisp.

07-18-2022, 04:16 AM	#14 (permalink)
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