Break ¦¦ 014 ♥
Who: charientisms, cake, and somarium
Where: Around. Somewhere. Anywhere.
Style: Fiiiirst please.
Status: Open! \o/ This is Lae's fault.
[...He is not entirely sure how this happened.
Sure, it is raining, but that is what his parasol is for; the weather does not seem to be bothering him. Sure, it is a little foggy, but aha, a little fog had never hurt anyone.
And so he is out and about, for how else are his lady and himself to have cake with tea if there is no cake?
...He must have dropped a slice, for when he peers back, there it is, sitting in the rain.
Ah, oops. A tsk, and he repositions his umbrella, turning.
- There is a cake in the rain. What do you do?]
Where: Around. Somewhere. Anywhere.
Style: Fiiiirst please.
Status: Open! \o/ This is Lae's fault.
[...He is not entirely sure how this happened.
Sure, it is raining, but that is what his parasol is for; the weather does not seem to be bothering him. Sure, it is a little foggy, but aha, a little fog had never hurt anyone.
And so he is out and about, for how else are his lady and himself to have cake with tea if there is no cake?
...He must have dropped a slice, for when he peers back, there it is, sitting in the rain.
Ah, oops. A tsk, and he repositions his umbrella, turning.
- There is a cake in the rain. What do you do?]