[Anti-OTP: Ros/Meta. Again, don't ask.]

[godsayshi]

*...it's late, please forgive the typist's utter inability to be creative with these things*

*as stated, Meta hasn't been having an easy time of it lately -- if not tea, what could possibly make this better? ...cookies, of course, what did you think

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*quite likes the smell of sugar cookies, actually, and must've smelt either the cookies or the angel, so is leaning over the back of the couch, and over the angel, to steal a cookie -- and is perfectly shameless about it, thankyouverymuch*

[godsayshi]

*isn't too offended by this, if only because he can't quite summon the energy, but does give Rosencrantz a mildly reproachful angelic look* Excuse me, did you want a cookie?

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well, i did. but now i've almost got one -- ! *the sweetest, most innocent cooking-stealing smile you ever did see, and adds* hullo, sir.

[godsayshi]

*has to smile, because -- that isn't fair, Ros, Meta's such a pushover* Hello. Have we met?