@achingtomartyr "There is more to do, even a workaholic such as I knows when to find a moment for herself."
She squats, next to her.
"Even you can do that despise your situation."
"Tell me about it. I'll see you later then Silver, just make sure you don't waste all your money in alcohol."
She waved at her before walking away.
"That's New York, indeed."
"One spoonful is it."
She retired to the kitchen, the cookies were done beforehand so it was just the lemonade.
She spoke from the kitchen, barely a whisper, but somehow her voice was loud enough.
"What's your plan for today? Anything new to discover?"
“Mmmmm… just a spoonful!” He calls from underneath the bed, still pulling out various bits and bobs. Similar to a bird, he’s collected a small amount of shiny trinkets.
"Good, while you finish it I'll go get your cookies and lemonade, how much sugar in the lemonade?"
When did she become this creature's "Mother"? Perhaps it was just pure instinct, despite not being a mother before.
Ohhh, right!
[ And he’s crawling under the bed, tail thrashing here and there as he pulls out various blankets and stuffed animals. Thankfully, there isn’t any trash … just various toys and knickknacks. ]
"Well, that's a start..."
She now wonders how is it at Rem's realm, perhaps all kind of trash stuffed into a bed? Quite a mystery.
"... Don't forget under your bed."
"I'll go for the 'Cosa Nostra', they add some truffle sauce that it gives it a good aftertaste.
And, if you can, ask for some coffee too, you won't regret it."
"It surprises me someone like you have dreams like this, to have eyes to behold..."
She's just there, seated next to him, looking at the artifical light.
it’s like his body knows , the way it grumbles even whilst comfortably knocked out .
and the dream state of his , of course , is also grumbling complaints , laying on the artificial grass , under equally artificial sunlight .
"Just so you know, we know white a few capable stonemasons."
She assured as she looked at the gargoyle inspecting herself.
"Yes, the snow helps warm people's hearts and dreams, ironically, is in this times when their dreams seem to be more...peaceful, quite ingesting."
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— Oh! Winter ‘s really nice too! When it snows here, Sofia tends t’ hang out with me on roof o’ Arroyos family house. She would do snow angels, ‘n I’d do th’ same! Although, in comparison, mine always seem a bit mor’… Messy.