The Fifteenth Entry

[hazelrink]

[Accidental Voice/Action]

[...Okay so long story short, making chocolate is hard. Particularly when the most you've ever cooked before his pasta and (only barely) sausages. If anyone remembers his mis-adventures with sausages then you get an idea how these went down. And no, I will not type them out bur suffice to say that the Building Four

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[Wherever you happen to be, there is a Xigbar. Lurking. Because he can.]

[gravity_splode]

[No :|

He will, however, accept some tea, by which we mostly mean attempt to steal some of Xaldin's.]

[gravity_splode]

[By abruptly teleporting it out of his hands. mmmmmm tea.]

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[You say that like you're the only one who'll drink it like that.]

Yep!

[gravity_splode]

This way's easier.

[and mmmm sugar.]

[gravity_splode]

[At least he's not going to steal that one?]

Naaaaah. It's not like we have hearts right?

[gravity_splode]

It gets old sometimes.

[Read: He's not real fond of today.]

[hazelrink]

[However LATER THAT NIGHT you can't escape that love! Because sometime well after sundown... Charlotte finishes her gift-giving (supposedly) with Rufus and then comes into the apartment. What now, Xaldin? You still up? You in the main room? Your bedroom?]