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fandomtownies2006-04-07 01:40 pm
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The Perk, Friday Afternoon
Honor made her way to The Perk, trudging through the drizzle in civvies and a rainjacket. It wasn't that Mac's hot chocolate wasn't good, nor that he and her guardsmen weren't good company, but a girl really had to get out on her own once in a while. Or as alone as one could get, accompanied by a personal guard.
Entering the coffeehouse, she was again struck by the oddity that something that smelled as good as coffee tasted so...horrible. She still couldn't see how people could drink it. Giving a smile to the barista behind the counter, she ordered aventi large hot chocolate and two scones, then settled in to a table. Within a few moments, she was enjoying the snack, eyes scanning a reader which undoubtedly contained texts for next week's lessons.
[For any Perk needs. Slowplay for Honor until this evening.]
Entering the coffeehouse, she was again struck by the oddity that something that smelled as good as coffee tasted so...horrible. She still couldn't see how people could drink it. Giving a smile to the barista behind the counter, she ordered a
[For any Perk needs. Slowplay for Honor until this evening.]