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Rapunzel let out a small snort-laugh, though since he’d brought it up she couldn’t help but agree that having breakfast at midnight sounded amazing.  Tom really knew how to make things more interesting!  “Okay, maybe we should go do that, then.  What are you thinking?  Pancakes, French Toast?”  She paused for a moment as her smile grew a little wider, telling herself if he was actually serious about getting BREAKFAST AT MIDNIGHT, then she’d have to get something with a lot of maple syrup.  “Or how about Waffles?”  Already, she was looking up stores on her phone that were still open - to buy the mix for the pancakes or waffles - but then her eyes lifted.  “Or wait, did you want to go somewhere?”

[ 📱 — sms ] Yeah, but you’re late!

[ 📱 — sms ] You were supposed to be here an hour ago.

[ 📱 — sms ] We were gonna make waffles together, remember?

Cora was about three seconds away from throwing her wine at him after it almost spilled from her glass in response to his nudging, but that would be a waste and if Cora was anything, she wasn’t a wine-waster.  Instead, she held up her glass before taking a small sip of the red liquid alcohol, the crimson color of her lips lightly smugings the glass after making contact with her lips.  “You’re LUCKY you’ve got a face of gold, love,” she commented with a small raise of her brow.  “And this better be IMPORTANT for almost spilling my wine.”

❝ Tom ! ❞ The Belle’s smile grew wide seeing the other, butterflies forming in her stomach. It had been some time since the two had seen each other, with Tom working the hours he did, it was hard to find time where meeting up didn’t interfere with his sleeping schedule.  ❝Ah hope Ah didn’t keep yah waitin’. ❞

similarity       helped       to       bind       all       the       elements       of       the       scene       compositionally.       when       she       heard       about       the       male       doppelganger       named       stefan,       she       knew       she       must       go       out       there       and       meet       him.       sure,       she       had       her       reasons       which       may       or       may       not       have       been       immoral       for       someone       who       stood       up       for       kindness       for       a       very       long       time.       she       managed       to       find       his       visage       after       a       couple       of       weeks       and       when       she       noticed       him       all       alone,       at       a       bar,       she       knew       she       had       to       follow       her       plan.       entered       the       bar       with       an       attitude,       swaying       her       hips       and       determined       to       get       the       poor       doppelganger       used       against       niklaus.       without       a       shadow       of       doubt       she       sat       on       the       empty       chair       in       front       of       him,       doe       eyes       lifeless       searching       for       his.       “      hello,       stefan!        ”       she       said       with       a       soft       smile       spreading       across       her       features,       metamorphosing       into       a       smirk       enhancing       sass.

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