1st floor stables, around lunchtime
Willow went into the stables a girl prepared.
"Okay," she told wee little horsey Peter, "there's a bucket of oats for you and a bowl of oatmeal for me. There's one apple for each of us. And? Also?" She produced a very large bowl proudly. "Tea! Of course mine is in cup form but I figured you'd want to enjoy it without worrying about breaking plates."
She set all that out on a blanket, then sat down beside him. Peter headbutted her affectionately. Possibly because he was glad to see her, possibly because he couldn't believe his girlfriend had actually thought to make sure he had tea even while in horsey form.
Willow patted him on the head. "See? Just because you aren't the same shape doesn't mean we can't still share a happy lunch together. And since I know talking is of the difficult, I figured we could watch TV."
She opened up her laptop and fired up some totally legal, no really downloads of Project Runway.
[ooc: Open! In theory at some point this afternoon I'm headed to the Open of the US sort *cough* Nevermind. *clings to safety of home omg*]
"Okay," she told wee little horsey Peter, "there's a bucket of oats for you and a bowl of oatmeal for me. There's one apple for each of us. And? Also?" She produced a very large bowl proudly. "Tea! Of course mine is in cup form but I figured you'd want to enjoy it without worrying about breaking plates."
She set all that out on a blanket, then sat down beside him. Peter headbutted her affectionately. Possibly because he was glad to see her, possibly because he couldn't believe his girlfriend had actually thought to make sure he had tea even while in horsey form.
Willow patted him on the head. "See? Just because you aren't the same shape doesn't mean we can't still share a happy lunch together. And since I know talking is of the difficult, I figured we could watch TV."
She opened up her laptop and fired up some totally legal, no really downloads of Project Runway.
[ooc: Open! In theory at some point this afternoon I'm headed to the Open of the US sort *cough* Nevermind. *clings to safety of home omg*]