Thursday had other matters to attend to, but she had wanted to make sure she did her part to patch things up after her outburst last week. That was how things went, right? It was what the Tailor had done.
So the Pawn made their unsteady way back to their Tailor's desk to do... somerthing. Maybe ask about a spectacle maker? Ask their preferred color?
And then Thursday saw the scones, and that plan promptly disappeared, as their thoughts were consumed with the idea of hopefully good food. Look, they weren't even burnt! They were not subtle about eyeing up the scones.
"Could I have one?" Missing sonething. "Please?" Better.
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Re: After Class
Date: 2025-06-23 04:39 am (UTC)So the Pawn made their unsteady way back to their Tailor's desk to do... somerthing. Maybe ask about a spectacle maker? Ask their preferred color?
And then Thursday saw the scones, and that plan promptly disappeared, as their thoughts were consumed with the idea of hopefully good food. Look, they weren't even burnt! They were not subtle about eyeing up the scones.
"Could I have one?" Missing sonething. "Please?" Better.