bet it feels /real/ good . . .
heh . almost /everyone/ comes downtown enjoys
her choco-dipped , blueberry filled crossaints .
some of the reviews she's been getting have even
labeled the pastry as 'an all-time classic for family
and +
+ friends' .
say . . . why doesn't he come on down —— like ,
right 𝘯𝘰𝘸 .ᐣ she's almost done with her shift ,
anyways , but she'll more than /gladly/ make time
for him .
and the pastry and latte , of course , which will +
he /certainly/ hit the jackpot with this one , he
did .
she 𝘥𝘰𝘦𝘴 have blueberry filling , yes . enough to
last her for maybe a week-ish or two of shifts ,
even .
so , he's all good .
oh , she promises he'll love it .
it won't be /as/ sweet as she is —— her thanks
for the compliment ; he's such a gentleman ——
but , it'll still be good .
she'll even hit him up with one of her famous
choco-dipped crossaints +
don't they all .ᐣ
and , 'order' .ᐣ hah .ᐟ he won't have to order
/anything/ .ᐟ
all he has to do is tell her what he fancies , and
she's got him covered .
though . . . . if he insists . . . .
most of the folk who come +
she'd like that , very much .
he should /definitely/ stop by her coffee shop .
it's mostly quiet there —— save for a few customers
here and there , of course .
mallory thinks it would make the 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘧𝘦𝘤𝘵 spot for
first +
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somewhere in the corner , the sound of soft giggles
and snickers could be heard , as mallory can then
be seen cupping her hands over her mouth ——
a good , yet /failed/ attempt to stifle the sound .
“ dean . . . . .ᐟ what are +
+ described as wary , lusting confidence .
“ and i want to see how far i can go . . . . how much
i can take from you before you finally begin to
realize what's already been done . . . . ”
mallory , known in whispered circles as
' persephone , ' tilted her head slightly , her long ,
brunette hair cascading like a dark waterfall over her
shoulder . she sat across from dr . lecter , her
own eyes an ocean of +
+ before her gaze met with his , unflinching .
“ i'm here because you have something 𝙞 want ,
doctor . ”
mallory said , her tone lowering only slightly , as
she leaned forward , a dark edge to her
mannerisms which could only be +