Board Thread:RolePlay/@comment-38555415-20190928231758/@comment-38868122-20191001222015

Xavier sets a platter of pastries on the table. "I figured we both deserved a sugary breakfast. They're the best kinds." He waves a puffy pink frosted butterblast in front of her face so she could smell it, but frowns when he notices her scrunch eyebrows and wrinkled nose. "Arlette Labossiere. What are you thinking about? You always look like that when you're thinking hard." Arlette relaxes her face. "Nevermind about me. I haven't eaten in a day, let's chow down," She tries to smile and grabs a pastry. "You hate that kind. Here." Xavier hands her a butterblast and laughs.