[ as if he didn't know them. jayce sets the goods down on an empty spot at their desk for easy access, taking one of their available corkscrew and tossing it in the air in a quick spin only to catch it, point with it and say: ]
If you can tell me the last time you ate, [ he screws in the cork, adjusts his grip, presses his thumb to the nozzle and adds: ] I'll put it away.
[ but jayce is confident he won't— he applies pressure and with a sharp pop from the bottle, he holds a glass to viktor for him to take and pours some finger's worth of drink for them bith. the lab smells like freshly baked goods, now. irresistible bread loafs with sugar glazed, crunchy exteriors and fluffy cream filled insides. ]
There could be so many of your favorite sweet buns, just for me . . .
[ jayce lifts his brows, and is one to laugh at his own stupid little joke. of course he wouldn't. unless? nah . . . unless?? ]
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If you can tell me the last time you ate, [ he screws in the cork, adjusts his grip, presses his thumb to the nozzle and adds: ] I'll put it away.
[ but jayce is confident he won't— he applies pressure and with a sharp pop from the bottle, he holds a glass to viktor for him to take and pours some finger's worth of drink for them bith. the lab smells like freshly baked goods, now. irresistible bread loafs with sugar glazed, crunchy exteriors and fluffy cream filled insides. ]
There could be so many of your favorite sweet buns, just for me . . .
[ jayce lifts his brows, and is one to laugh at his own stupid little joke. of course he wouldn't. unless? nah . . . unless?? ]