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this clock and this wonderful wheelbarrow || +Christopher
@mpxchristopherĀ continued from here
Anise shoots Christopherās stomach a look as it interrupts her. Itās not that sheās angry at it or anything - that would be silly and ridiculous and childish - but it does mean that they are going to have to put this conversation on hold and Anise is going to have to haul her clock and her wheelbarrow along with them while Christopher went and fed himself. At least, she would have to haul the wheelbarrow. The clock - more of a pocket watch really - would easily fit in one of the pockets of her overalls.
āHungy,ā she repeats in her own way, smiling at the sound and the feel of the word. Itās a good thing Anise has regular access to the internet and all its weird little memes; she finds a lot of them feel really nice to say.Ā āWell, I have...at least one answer. The wheelbarrow,ā she says flatly, pointing at the bright red thing balanced before her,Ā āis filled with mushroom spawn.ā There were several little brown paper packages, each with the scientific and common name of the mushroom spawn it apparently contained.Ā āDidnāt want āem to suffocate, so- paper. Not jars. This clock is, ya know, for keeping time. Case my phone dies.ā Which it sometimes did since Anise isnāt terribly good at keeping it charged up.
āAs for sticky buns...ā Anise flutters the fingers on her free hand against her lips in thought.Ā āDunno, actually. Bakery maybe? Black Forest is downĀ āatta way.ā
our friends came to check out theĀ restaurant! timothĆ©eās ex band members also payed us a visit!
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So, we know that Caroline knew about the plagiarism accusation and helped prove Ivan's innocence... Do we sense any feelings between these two 4 years ago? š
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chamomile ā Christopher falls asleep on Dionysus (after work)
Christopher and Dionysus both flop down on the benches outside the roller rink, exhausted from a day of skating for hours and hours and teaching and monitoring and more skating. The god hadnāt realized how much of a workout it would be to skate around all day when he had signed up for the job. Itās not like he regrets it, more that he hadnāt been anticipating it and was decidedly not in shape for it. But heās been getting a little better at the latter, if slowly. It does mean that he has to eat even more now if he wants to keep his halo of chub tucked safely around his body.
Something thumps softly against Dioās shoulder and he hums a laugh when he realizes its Christopherās head. The poor kid must be especially beat today if heās using Dio as a pillow right now.
āCāmon Bri, letās go get some pizza or somethinā.ā
Dionysus waits a moment but Christopher doesnāt respond, and the god leans awkwardly to check on the other only to find out that Christopher has, in fact, fallen asleep right then and there.
āOkay, quick nap. Then pizza,ā Dio murmurs with a smile and closes his own eyes.
light ā Anise flickers the lights to Christopherās attention
āBri.Ā āEy, Bri. What-?ā
The man had said he had wanted to join Anise while she went hunting for wild, late-autumn mushrooms in the forest, but now he doesnāt seem to be paying much attention at all. Which would have been fine if she hadnāt needed him to help her hold something while she cleared some humus away from what appear to be Velvet Foot mushrooms. But in the early evening twilight, she needs an extra pair of hands to hold a flashlight while she makes sure her find is the edibleĀ Flammulina velutipes and not its toxic lookalike, Galerina marginata.
As such, she had begun flashing her flashlight on and off slowly in what she had thought to be Christopherās direction to get his attention, but when she flicked the light on, there was no sign of her friend at all.
āBri! Whereād ya go? I need hands, Bri.ā Despite the fact that a touch of grumpiness creeps into her voice, Anise canāt deny the uncomfortable feeling that Bri might not be along with her anymore. That would be bad for at least one of them, if not both. For all she knows, Christopher might be lost in the woods somewhere, maybe hurt or stuck. Or, if he had decided to simply go home, that would leave Anise alone in a darkening forest that is known for its none-too-friendly creatures. Sure, Pan lives here, but Pan is no guarantee that some night creature isnāt going to come hunt a stick-thin little girl for sport.
āBri?...ā