[FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK THERE IS SNOW! SHIT SHIT SHIT SHIT SHIT SHIT FUCK.
Remy is on his bed huddled in his blanket. Oh look, his journal's there with him]
Talia or...Zeke, I guess? You know me well enough, supposedly. I shouldn't have to say more.
[Because holy crap, the last thing he wants is a group of total strangers berating him for his
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HOT CHOCOLATE AND BLANKETS ON THE DOUBLE.]
Alright. Hold on. Where y'at?
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My room. 2031.
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So Zeke finds all the blankets he can, snags a mug and zooooooms to Remy's room.
Knock knock.]
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Alright. Blankets. Hot drink. Y'need anything else?
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What kind of tea is it?
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It's not tea. It's hot chocolate. Y'ever had it before?
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Hot what now?
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We don't have it.
[He reaches for the mug. A curious being, Remy. Especially in regards to sweets.]
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[There is nothing boring about potatoes and carrots and usually pork with the occasional poultry if it is a special occasion. He ate better back when he was fabulously wealthy and powerful, sure, but that's beside the point.
Remy reaches for the mug]
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Ginger's fantastic when you can get a hold of it.
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Welp, that's somethin'.
[He pauses.]
Don't burn yourself.
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I know how to drink tea, thank you.
[But holy crap tea was never this good. He clearly looks shocked. Cup, you are filled with a magical liquid.]
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