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A poor excuse for an argument
Mar. 26th, 2012 12:02 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
greyerrantWho: Garviel Loken, Beatrice
Where: Bay View hotel
What: Dinner and arguments
When: Present, sunday night
Warnings: Possibly some smooching. Eating. Lots of arguments
Garviel scowls at the door to his room. Beatrice is late. Surely she hasn't ignore his invitation to dinner, not after the feast he laid out. An entire roast duck, several kinds of tea and various delicious sweets, as well as ice cream, all on a rather elaborate-looking tray that he'd spent an entire week's wages on requesting from the Bay View's staff.
He looks down at the various dinner forks arrayed before him after failing to melt the door with his scowl, and puzzles over what they are all for.
Where: Bay View hotel
What: Dinner and arguments
When: Present, sunday night
Warnings: Possibly some smooching. Eating. Lots of arguments
Garviel scowls at the door to his room. Beatrice is late. Surely she hasn't ignore his invitation to dinner, not after the feast he laid out. An entire roast duck, several kinds of tea and various delicious sweets, as well as ice cream, all on a rather elaborate-looking tray that he'd spent an entire week's wages on requesting from the Bay View's staff.
He looks down at the various dinner forks arrayed before him after failing to melt the door with his scowl, and puzzles over what they are all for.