#larcener

David: A venti caramel frappuccino with extra sugar. Megan: A nitrobrew, but if David orders, he adds three packets of sugar. Tia: A London Fog latte. Prof: He doesn't know how to order, so Tia just grabs him a dark brew. He complains they paid $15 for something they could make at home. She always sees him taking advantage of the creamers and pouring in ten of them. Abraham: An actual dark roast, that's it. Cody: Plays up the Scottish aspect, annoyed he can't have a "haggis-flavored" frappe. Ends up ordering a java chip frappuccino. Val: Doesn't drink it, gets her own coffee. Exel: Always on the seasonal drinks. September first hits he's got a PSL in each hand. Mizzy: Hot chocolate!! Plain and sweet like her. Larcener: Steals the others' drinks

KeeNly.

[He’s ignoring you as much as possible.]

[He doesn’t answer you, suddenly intent on fixing a sail that has no signs of damage.]

And yes, she’s a very sweet troll. I love her with all /my being.

Ah. She’s wonderful. She had no interest in working in the caverns, and I had no interest in allowing the girl I loved since we were wrigglers slip out of /my grasp. So we ran away together. She’s lovely, I couldn’t drea/m of doing this without her.

/My /moirail or /my /matesprit?

The Sapphic is /my /moirail, and I have a /matesprit- she’s called The Priestess.