[what a privilege to see the behind-the-scenes action. it's one hell of an interesting sight, really, ice cream getting made quickly and seemingly by a floating pen. seraphs sure are handy. as soon as it's ready, flynn pays and takes a seat (setting his cerevice down on the table to make things easier for the upcoming chat). a quick taste of the ice cream reveals exactly what's expected: delicious.
soon enough, the floating pen comes by and... jumps right to the point, wow. what bluntness. flynn purses his lips. does he really look THAT bad? well, mikleo wouldn't say something like this simply to say it. he then smiles, if a smile that appears somewhat forced.]
It's nothing. I slept poorly last night, nothing more.
[well. it's not a lie. he did sleep like shit. what a shame that lack of sleep makes it even more obvious flynn's trying to downplay things than normal.]
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[what a privilege to see the behind-the-scenes action. it's one hell of an interesting sight, really, ice cream getting made quickly and seemingly by a floating pen. seraphs sure are handy. as soon as it's ready, flynn pays and takes a seat (setting his cerevice down on the table to make things easier for the upcoming chat). a quick taste of the ice cream reveals exactly what's expected: delicious.
soon enough, the floating pen comes by and... jumps right to the point, wow. what bluntness. flynn purses his lips. does he really look THAT bad? well, mikleo wouldn't say something like this simply to say it. he then smiles, if a smile that appears somewhat forced.]
It's nothing. I slept poorly last night, nothing more.
[well. it's not a lie. he did sleep like shit. what a shame that lack of sleep makes it even more obvious flynn's trying to downplay things than normal.]