Teatime

[coordinated_n]

*Yes, it's his birthday.  No, he doesn't want to talk about it.  He just wants his tea.* 

Comments

[magnaccia]

Oi, Near, ya in 'ere?

*Pops in, grinning; he's holding a present wrapped in tin foil*

[coordinated_n]

Hello, Meile. *Pouring the hot water.*

Tea?

[magnaccia]

Nah. Dun't like it too much.
Ya go 'head.

*Moves over and stands nearby, setting the present down for the moment*

[coordinated_n]

Something else?

I don't want a big fuss, I'm tired. *And grumpy, apparently.*

[coordinated_n]

Thank you, Mihael.

[coordinated_n]

I'm stupid. *He's starting to feel really bad about the whole thing.*