JGoB's, Sunday Noon
Sunday, November 29th, 2020 09:13 amWell, Lucifer was back after a week of useless roadtripping, and literally everything surrounding that boat in port was once again complicated and terrifying confusing. Had there ever been a better excuse to escape said drama zone and order up a ridiculous spread of pastries and cakes at Jeff, God of Biscuit's? Lucifer didn't think so.
(He was not at all compensating for his inability to stress-screw strangers by indulging in other stress-vices, perish the thought.)
Anyway, the table he'd sat down on was quickly covered in powdered sugar. As well as flakey, doughy deliciousness.
And he was going to dump a ton of honey on half of them just to make sure they were up to snuff.
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(He was not at all compensating for his inability to stress-screw strangers by indulging in other stress-vices, perish the thought.)
Anyway, the table he'd sat down on was quickly covered in powdered sugar. As well as flakey, doughy deliciousness.
And he was going to dump a ton of honey on half of them just to make sure they were up to snuff.
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