“Brought your own ingredients, good,” he says. “Anything you take from the Flotsam pantry, let me know. Clean up after yourself and it’s fine with me that you’re here.”
Senshi visibly relaxed, a finger under where his mouth must be indicating he’s thinking of possibilities.
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Date: 2024-08-08 04:39 am (UTC)Senshi visibly relaxed, a finger under where his mouth must be indicating he’s thinking of possibilities.
“Others haven’t been as polite.”