Dite's Decadent Delights | Wednesday

[begmetwice]

Irene had not yet noticed anything was amiss, given that she was generally pretty good about not breaking out anything too hard before the sun went down most days. She was, however, inexplicably exhausted.

She'd had two cups of coffee before drifting downstairs with a tumbler of tea to sift through inventory, but at the rate she was going, she might close up early for a bit of a nap.

All the better to sleep off this headache, she figured.

But, in the meantime, she was running something of a one-woman show around here, and it seemed like a good day to try to remedy that:

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[intheeyeofthebeholding]

Jon was bad at friending, but trying to get better, so he had stopped by J,GOB and bought croissants in a few flavours before dropping by Dite's.

He still gave Irene a little awkward wave. "Hello. I, um." He held out the box. "I thought I might owe you an apology for inviting you on the trip after whatever happened."

[begmetwice]

"Jon! Oh, aren't you sweet." Irene took the box, curious about its contents and then subsequently delighted when she peeked in. "You don't need to apologize! If anything, I ought to apologize to you. My roommate situation rather worked out in the end, I think. And it was still a wonderful trip."

[intheeyeofthebeholding]

"Ah, well, that's good. Mine was, um." Jon grimaced. "Less than ideal, I suppose, but I didn't much sleep in the rooms anyway. I'm glad you had a good time, though."