"The better pick, if I'm honest. The wine's some Orlesian vintage that isn't worth what I paid for it and I've not been desperate enough to crack it. At this rate, I may save it for a Satinalia present."
The trunk at the foot of her bed is attended to, various inset trays (of folded scarves and stockings and various hair pins and so on) being slid out of the way so she might fetch the half full bottle of tasteful spirit in question—she passes it up to him with an, 'If you would be so kind,'—and a pair of cups. Straightening comes with a colossal crunch of some joint beneath her skirts, which is mostly ignored.
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Date: 2020-10-16 11:08 pm (UTC)The trunk at the foot of her bed is attended to, various inset trays (of folded scarves and stockings and various hair pins and so on) being slid out of the way so she might fetch the half full bottle of tasteful spirit in question—she passes it up to him with an, 'If you would be so kind,'—and a pair of cups. Straightening comes with a colossal crunch of some joint beneath her skirts, which is mostly ignored.
"Is that a new coat?"