@zouvwne@ptrichors Lumayan, mendapat kudapan. Semua akan disantap malam ini, termasuk cokelat milik Rome.
Semua hadiah diterima terkecuali photocard eksklusif. “Ini ... disimpan untuk Nona sendiri saja. Terima kasih atas permainan dan hadiahnya.”
@ptrichors@zouvwne Gapapa boti daripada menjadi pol***, sebagaimana kutipan dari sebuah meme.
Menyaksikan keberhasilan Rome mendorong keinginannya juga untuk menembak tepat sasaran. Malu kalau kalah, nanti memperkuat stereotip.
DOR. Gemas sedikit karena tembakannya tidak semulus Rome. Cemberut.
@zouvwne It was the tacky praises Rome said that threatened to upend the loaded hostility illumining in his features, curve of his lips pressing together. He could feel an ascending heat make its home in the apples of his cheeks, Clemance nonetheless returned the sentiment with a scoff.
confections, despite how weird the shape was, he gnashed a small bite into the sweet treat. Oh, he could hear bells ringing in his head by the time the chocolate melted smoothly in his mouth. Another bite wouldn’t hurt ... he kept on relishing in the sweetness until the stick was
Rome’s grasp and bit into it. Oh, the explosion of cocoa on his tongue was nice. A hum of approval came from him as be shut his eyes for a moment to revel in the bless.
Nodding his head before he took another bite. Clemance rolled his tongue to lick his own lips, cleaning up the
@zouvwne Even now, Clemance was often on a chooping block for patience upon the podium of Rome’s antics—but he still managed to maintain his temper. Perhaps his marriage’s outcome made his patience even to a more tolerable level.
A defeated sigh. “Convince me if it can suit my taste.”
@zouvwne “Don’t give me that look.” Digits of a lone hand squeezed his beloved’s cheeks, provoking his lips to pucker. How Clemance wanted to press a little peck on them.
“What gave you the idea that I would indulge in something that doesn’t stir my appetite?”