[it is not often viktor comes by pal's work for lunch, though he attempts to make appearances from time to time in order to keep pal's little fanclub of blood ministers on their toes. to be fair most have grown less uneasy with him, friendly when they nod hello, but a few still look unsure and viktor still finds it hilarious. icing on the cake of getting to bring pal lunch.
today it's dumplings he's skewered himself to lure pal in with the utility of food on a stick, laid out on the desk as he settles in himself. he takes a seat at the window, pal's office or a breakroom of some sort, whichever, ready to ask about his day when fluttering at the window has him glancing through the glass.]
Ah, snow already. [because that is very much what's beginning to fall thickly over the haunting flowers around, big fat, white and fluffy snow that looks storybook and normal compared to everything its coating.] You may get stuck here if it continues like this into the night.
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today it's dumplings he's skewered himself to lure pal in with the utility of food on a stick, laid out on the desk as he settles in himself. he takes a seat at the window, pal's office or a breakroom of some sort, whichever, ready to ask about his day when fluttering at the window has him glancing through the glass.]
Ah, snow already. [because that is very much what's beginning to fall thickly over the haunting flowers around, big fat, white and fluffy snow that looks storybook and normal compared to everything its coating.] You may get stuck here if it continues like this into the night.
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lord have mercy i am here to tag about food neuroses