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[ You aren’t opposed to visiting the others cities, for you’ve heard many swell things about them; primarily the so called city of love.]
I would like that..
[ You grab the cup into your hands and feel your face become as warm as the tea you hold oh so gently. ]
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I would be honored to host you in my country someday. Bordeaux and Burgundy are splendid places to stay, but no one can deny Paris’ beauty.
[ Such elegance! Such grace! Yao must do this on purpose. No one could posses themselves to move with calculated hands like he ]
You are—
cup and bring it to your lips, letting the rich flavor sit in your mouth for a moment before swallowing. The corner of your mouth turn creep into a small smile you desperately try to push away, you love her simple praises. You can’t get enough of them truly. ]
It’s only simple +
[ You glance over your shoulder and look into her eyes; blue as the glittering waves that crash against your shores. A shade so mesmerizing you could drown in them— you quickly turn back to the kettle on the stove. After what you believed was long enough, you set the kettle on +
My eyes?
[ Francis blushes, her blue eyes batting behind black eyelashes thickened with mascara. Pale makeup dusts his face with rosy cheeks, heart shaped ruby lipstick, and a black heart under his eye made by his eyeliner ]
How kind of you to mention them. They’re my most—
As you take a seat. However, nothing seems to come to mind about France’s cheeses.. but you can certainly make out the faint sent of it on her buried under the smell of the perfume she had used for the occasion. ]
I’m unable to imagine the taste of the nightmare version tea +