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[prophetepiphany]

After a couple of days spent in the hotel and under standing the relationship they'd dreamed of, Laura and Joslire finally managed to make it outside of the hotel. She walked with him, holding onto his hand. They were both bundled up, and stopped every now and again as if to whisper things to each other. It was a curious place, this village,

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[knife_fighter]

"That is a good idea, I think." He opened the door of the cafe for her with the hand that was not holding hers. A chance for a very proud young man to show off 'his' lady? -- Not to be missed.

He scanned the list of drink offerings, and noted the general level of chaos--as if the people running the place were not used to doing so.

"I do not know what most of these drinks are." He added, "Do you?"

[prophetepiphany]

Laura made a little face at everything. "I know some of the teas. And coffee. I'm going to play it safe with warm tea," she nodded. "I know for sure what that is."

[knife_fighter]

"I will try something different so we can share." Joslire decided, "If that's all right? Maybe the 'hot chocolate'?" He sounded out carefully.

[prophetepiphany]

She nodded. "That sounds good," she smiled, and when it was their turn, she ordered peppermint tea. Mostly though, she was giddy with new feelings and love and happiness. It made her glow, almost.

[knife_fighter]

Joslire had a similar glow, but he didn't know it, he was busy admiring Laura's. He took his gloves off, now they were inside, and put a hand to Laura's cheek.

"Your cheeks are pink, and cold."

[prophetepiphany]

Laura gave a grin and nuzzled against his hand. "Then I need you to warm me up," she said with a little laugh. "Or we should spend some time in here warming up."

[knife_fighter]

"MMmmm," Joslire considered, "Both."

He put his hands on either side of her face, and kissed her.

[prophetepiphany]

Laura melted against him and kissed him back until someone cleared their throat and handed over two drinks from across the counter.

This time though, Laura didn't blush. She just pecked his lips and went to find a booth.

[knife_fighter]

Joslire slid onto the bench next to her, he didn't want to be a whole table's width away, and besides, she needed warming up.

He took a careful sniff and sip of his drink, raising the cup to his lips with the hand that wasn't resting on her leg.

"Mmmm, sweet." He commented. "How is yours?"

[prophetepiphany]

Taking a sip, she sighed at the taste and let her head rest on his shoulder. "Sweet too. Taste," she said as she pushed her cup towards him.

[knife_fighter]

He kissed the head on as it rested, and slid his cup toward her as he took hers. He tried a sip.

"Sweet and warm, but now my mouth feels cold!" he said in wonder.

[prophetepiphany]

She reached for his and took a sip, her eyebrows arching. "I like yours better, I think," she commented. "I actually know I like yours more." She looked back up at the counter. "Mine is good, but I like how choclate-y yours is."

[knife_fighter]

Joslire sighed happily,

"It is yours then." He smiled and took another sip of the mint tea, and sucked in air through his teeth to feel the odd chill the mint caused.

[prophetepiphany]

"Are you sure?" she asked, even as she took another sip. Her head came to rest on his shoulder once again as she sat in the booth, watching the people mill about.

[knife_fighter]

He kissed her head again for answer, and watched the people, wondering if any of them were as happy as they.

"Do you have any idea of how we came to be here?" Joslire asked.

[prophetepiphany]

Laura shook her head. "I was thinking about getting up to take care of my little sister, only I was here when I woke up and not at home."

She let her free hand twine with his. "What about you?"