Characters: East and Klavier('s subconscious)
Date/Time: idk, middle of the night tonight or something.
Location: Dreamland.
Rating: I have no idea. subject to change to anything? B|
Summary: East dreams about tea and Klavier dreams about people who like tea. They clash, and awkward turtle about it.
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In East's dream, there is a field. It's a very nice field - green, lush, and with a pleasantly cool breeze passing through. There is a table and chairs to his left. He sits, not bothering to wonder why he's at a table in a field, and looks at the things laid on top of it: tea things.
Of course. It would be tea things.
East pours himself a cup, stirs in a sugar cube or four and takes a sip. His subconscious makes fine tea. Very fine, even. He takes another sip and looks around. The field is entirely empty; deserted, even, save for the grass and himself and this table.
Although. He can't shake the feeling there's something (someone?) else around.