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Sophie still hasn't quite gotten used to the idea of the bar appearing behind doors when she's with Eduard. She certainly isn't expecting it to appear behind her own cupboard door.
But she's also certainly not complaining. After a quick look over her shoulder to make sure nobody is watching, she slips inside and trots over to the bar to order tea, beaming.
(There's a carefully crafted oval locket hanging on a chain around her neck. Every so often -- when she's not distracted by taking in the goings-on of the bar with wide, wondering eyes -- her hand strays up to toy with it, and a small smile crosses her face.)
[tinytag: sophie von teschen]
But she's also certainly not complaining. After a quick look over her shoulder to make sure nobody is watching, she slips inside and trots over to the bar to order tea, beaming.
(There's a carefully crafted oval locket hanging on a chain around her neck. Every so often -- when she's not distracted by taking in the goings-on of the bar with wide, wondering eyes -- her hand strays up to toy with it, and a small smile crosses her face.)
[tinytag: sophie von teschen]