[ Ah, that's right, the days of morning potion were so long ago, he'd nearly forgotten. It feels like a lifetime ago when she'd called it that, when he had indirectly gotten the espresso machine broken and brought her a cafe drink in apology. He can still certainly remember the exhausted scowl she had greeted him with β for all they have grown and changed, other remain the same, like the way he knows just how to get on her nerves.
Not that he's really aiming to do so right now, cute and exuberant as she is, showing him around like this. He loves seeing her so wrapped up like this, so passionate about what she loves that it overflows in every motion. It's why he already loves this place, too.
It's her home. How could he not? His grins softens, exquisitely fond. ]
Hm...let's come back around to it? I'd hate to cut the tour short already. We've just gotten started!
[ And they've got so much left to see. They can always come back for a nice morning potion later. ]
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Not that he's really aiming to do so right now, cute and exuberant as she is, showing him around like this. He loves seeing her so wrapped up like this, so passionate about what she loves that it overflows in every motion. It's why he already loves this place, too.
It's her home. How could he not? His grins softens, exquisitely fond. ]
Hm...let's come back around to it? I'd hate to cut the tour short already. We've just gotten started!
[ And they've got so much left to see. They can always come back for a nice morning potion later. ]