[ Their conversation at the Cabana may have ended a little awkwardly, but Affogato can blame that on being high as fuck. Here, he's sober, and very pleased.
And he absolutely won't make an ass of himself this time.
The leather carrying case is tucked carefully under his arm as he stops by the Cookie house, eying it with a little bit of loathing and ... a feeling of being out of place. The rest of the Cookies are here, sharing a house, living together in solidarity.
And he is not.
Shaking his head, he knocks gently on the door, calling cheerfully. ]
My Liege, are you in? Forgive me for breaking a promise to stay away, but I have a gift~!
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the afternoon before snek
Date: 2024-07-01 03:39 pm (UTC)And he absolutely won't make an ass of himself this time.
The leather carrying case is tucked carefully under his arm as he stops by the Cookie house, eying it with a little bit of loathing and ... a feeling of being out of place. The rest of the Cookies are here, sharing a house, living together in solidarity.
And he is not.
Shaking his head, he knocks gently on the door, calling cheerfully. ]
My Liege, are you in? Forgive me for breaking a promise to stay away, but I have a gift~!