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[dracolicious]

It isn't poisoned, if that's what you're thinking. Though it might be rubbish, I don't know. It's the price you pay for handmade apology tea.

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[boywholives]

...thank you.

[dracolicious]

You're welcome.

[boywholives]

Where have the children disappeared to?

[dracolicious]

Probably stuffing their faces with everything you lot baked today, I expect. It's far too quiet for anything else.

[boywholives]

Bit heavy on the sugar, weren't you? Trying to sweeten me up before telling me how much of a shit I am...again?

[dracolicious]

Oh, don't start in with that again. It's your own fault for allowing it to continue as long as it did, since you were too lazy to get your arse off the sofa and come after me for a bit of rough shagging. Haven't you learned the rules by now?

Stop neglecting your apology tea.

[boywholives]

If your goal is to get me angry and riled up again, you can forget it. When you expect it, it rather takes anger out of the equation.

[dracolicious]

It wasn't exactly planned, I'll have you know. I just--- . . . never mind. It's completely selfish and idiotic.

[boywholives]

And biscuits, too? I must be in for a verbal lashing to beat all others.

[dracolicious]

Well. I reckon you had enough of that last night, don't you agree?

[boywholives]

I have other things that I need to do than sit here and listen to this bullshit again.

[dracolicious]

And yet here you are.