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Alex Benedetto ([personal profile] chanteuser) wrote2020-10-04 12:31 pm
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supremity: sᴋʏᴄᴏʟᴏʀᴇᴅ ∗ ᴘʟs ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ᴛᴀᴋᴇ (₁₀₃)

WEEK 0, execution-sunday

[personal profile] supremity 2020-10-04 09:59 pm (UTC)(link)
[ When someone comes into the kitchen, he looks away from what he's doing - and then sighs out of his nose, before going about something different while a seat is taken.

Once he's done, he doesn't just leave. So, this time, Hua Cheng sets his hand on the back of Alex's chair from the side, and a mug of something hot and honey-calming is offered from above in the other hand, handle towards her.
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We really ought to stop meeting like this.
Edited (I promise I can spell and not edit 500 times) 2020-10-04 22:34 (UTC)
supremity: sᴇᴋᴜʜᴀʀᴀ (🦋 ₀₄₂)

w2, sunday, post-execution

[personal profile] supremity 2020-10-18 09:10 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Here we are, in the plaza. Hua Cheng steps out of the inn, now that all of this execution business is over with, and - pauses, when he sees Alex. In one hand and against his shoulder is one of the rolls of tacky gift wrap, and he spins a pen through his fingers on the other hand absently, but he still will make his way over to where she's vibing.

Just to check in on her, really.
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