Eularia shook her head,
And a kiss usually led to something more.
...One Day Later...
The festivities were winding down, or she was. She wasn't certain. But nevertheless, she was making breakfast for the two of them, ignoring the fact that the distinct smell of cooking eggs made her stomach turn.
Plating the eggs, bacon soon follows, with a pancake or two a piece. Berry syrup placed in the center of the table. It was domestic, like a little slice of heaven.
Though it was missing one thing.
Magnus. She'd let him sleep in; he'd celebrated the news with drinks, and while she was pretty sure he wasn't hung over, they'd stayed up rather late.
She made her way to the bed, settling on the edge of it.
You're not the only one that's afraid. You can tell me when you're ready.Squeezing his hands, she leaned for a kiss.
And a kiss usually led to something more.
The festivities were winding down, or she was. She wasn't certain. But nevertheless, she was making breakfast for the two of them, ignoring the fact that the distinct smell of cooking eggs made her stomach turn.
Plating the eggs, bacon soon follows, with a pancake or two a piece. Berry syrup placed in the center of the table. It was domestic, like a little slice of heaven.
Though it was missing one thing.
Magnus. She'd let him sleep in; he'd celebrated the news with drinks, and while she was pretty sure he wasn't hung over, they'd stayed up rather late.
She made her way to the bed, settling on the edge of it.
Maggy, breakfast.
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