Jan 09, 2007 19:49
Tara walks down the stairs and sits at the bar. It's been awhile...time flies when you're astroplaning.
"Hot chocolate, please."
A mug of hot chocolate not too hot, not too cool, appears in front of her. The whipped cream is back. She takes a sip and sighs. She's in a good mood.
tara maclay,
willow rosenberg