sugary sweet Evil Pastry Lady
Erik read the headlining story but wasn't able to concentrate long as he felt her foot on his leg. Smirking he glanced at her and raised an eyebrow, "Don't start anythin' ye can't finish," he said teasingly before taking another sip of his water and looking back at the paper.
Sighing he shook his head. Nope too late. Shifting in his seat he looked at her and decided to focus his mind elsewhere, like her question. "So what did ye have in mind fer our 'future'?" He asked curiously but warily. There was a good chance he didn't want to hear it but a part of him wanted to know what she was thinking.
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