@thriscended It's San Lang again... he keeps the groan in his throat from bubbling.
Xie Lian has an unfortunate taste for befriending.
His eyes wander to his steaming cup, he shall wait a bit longer before taking a sip.
To pay a visit to the human world in such secrecy left an impalpable smudge on his pride. Despite its invisibility, Feng Xin π¬π―π¦πΈ is there. The knowledge drove him almost as crazy as all the Heavenly appointments he is bound to miss.
Standing in front of @thriscended
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@thriscended Once the seat is offered, he approaches and does so. With wary eyes, he regards the offered snacks.
One can only hope those are not from someone else's garbage, but looking clean enough at first glance. He is especially suspicious of the buns, thus,
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@thriscended It is. Awkward.
He is so close to opting for tea, to accept the invitation, until he hears about the gifter. The skin upon his forehead sits in a mild frown.
"No. Water for me." After stating his choice of beverage, does he notice his obstinate behaviour and
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@thriscended Clearing his throat, he realizes he should have practiced a speech beforehand. Preferably in front of a mirror. Next time, he notes.
There is always next time.
"Would you mind inviting me in?"