It Was, Yet Again, The Long Dark Teatime of the Soul...

[pride_of_kiwi]

WHO: The Brothers two (Dewi and John)
WHEN:  May 13th, evening, night
WHERE: A small cafe- it's always a small cafe
WHAT: It was only supposed to be a cuppa...
RATING: A for Awkward brotherly bonding

Comments

[not_whales]

Even within the few months he’d lived in Liberty, Dewi had the utmost privilege to sample every teahouse and café south of Huayuan and north of St. Wigelfortis; however, he’d never heard of the French-influenced café, or the tea they brewed. The ones he deemed his favorites went out of business and the familiar green and white mermaid swallowed up the old building

I-I have failed you as a brother!

[pride_of_kiwi]

It was a fairly decently successful manuever, too, the glasses. Worked roughly ninety-eight percent of the time. With such a glaringly clashing pattern contrasted against his tattoos, no one ever had the audacity to look at his face for longer than it took their retina to dry out. Given the intensely bright hue of the glasses, most unfortunate souls only lasted but a few three seconds