[ After making short work of swapping those practical boots for the cute house slippers he had waiting for her, Aerith is all too pleased to hang on every word of what might be the most concise tour in the world. Times like these, she has to wonder if he's doing it on purpose, confident in the knowledge that the more he leaves out, the more she'll want to snoop.
It's a sweet thought that she wants to be true, a notion that his invitation to look around makes easier to entertain. Already she's flipped the top of her bag open, surveying the windows of the living room like she's looking for a starting point while she shakes her head at Tseng's question. ]
Just a little snack. I'm baking you cookies later. [ Stop her. ] So I didn't eat too much. [ Well, making cookies and the cheeky, selfish urge to have dinner with him.
As she speaks, Aerith strings lights around the frame of the closest window, a bit of piney garland looped around her forearm, waiting in the wings to further adorn the space. ]
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Date: 2025-01-03 02:02 am (UTC)It's a sweet thought that she wants to be true, a notion that his invitation to look around makes easier to entertain. Already she's flipped the top of her bag open, surveying the windows of the living room like she's looking for a starting point while she shakes her head at Tseng's question. ]
Just a little snack. I'm baking you cookies later. [ Stop her. ] So I didn't eat too much. [ Well, making cookies and the cheeky, selfish urge to have dinner with him.
As she speaks, Aerith strings lights around the frame of the closest window, a bit of piney garland looped around her forearm, waiting in the wings to further adorn the space. ]