Petra sighed contentedly with her warm cup of tea. It might’ve been an odd hour to be making tea in the kitchen, but here was where Petra always found her solace. She looked up at the sound of company, smiling welcomingly. “Well I’m sure you’ll be able to find it. Would you like some tea?” She inquired as she had extra tea in the kettle.

          Cecilia sighed, nodding. ❝That’d be great, actually. You’re Petra, right? I’m Cecilia.❞ She found a second tea cup in the cupboard, sitting it down for Petra to fill.

A quirk of a brow at the question, expecting a different response, another piece of his snow-based arsenal in hand, ready for use.

"Hnnn? And if I did?"

Petra’s eyes opened wide. No, if Hanji knew she’d be in trouble. “N-no!” She exclaimed. “He’d never do that to me. You know that Hanji.” Petra, trying to lighten the mood, let out a tiny chuckle. “Besides, do you see any bruises?” Petra asked innocently. 

one thing the mun loves about themselves (I think?? the symbols are weird on my computer)

uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

I try not to be an asshole I guess

NONONONONONONO your potrayal is still just perfect dont say lies like that

눈﹏눈 Hnnnn too sweet. You really are a hime yeah. Principessa. Princessa. Hime. Lo que sea. 

You are such a lovely Petra hnnnnnn. *collapse* I have too many lovely RP partners. Gah I don't deserve youuuu. 

Send me a ≡ for my muse’s reaction to yours suddenly hugging them very tightly