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There were two wine glasses on the bar; both empty. Hops looked at Ezra excitedly and put her hands on the surface, pulling a face as she came very close to knocking a glass over. “Soooo~ I was thinking about teaching you how to make Sinnamon Whiskey, but I realised just before you arrived- I’ve run out of cinnamon and stock doesn’t come in until later. Last minute changes, it’ll be Iris Coffee!” Hops paused...

Cyrn had been attempting to persuade Ezra all day to donate some blood after hearing the news. He wasn't a huge fan of needles and knew his lover was even worse than him around the idea of them, but he felt they both had to do something to help, even if it was as little as donating. After some back and forth, Ezra relented and agreed, with the terms that they go get something to eat or drink afterwards.    And that brings us to the waiting room of the blood bank. Ezra had been...

Ezra let out a groan, crossing their arms across their chest as they stared down at the vaguely circular dango blob on the countertop. He furrowed his eyebrows and pouted his lips, glancing over at Dan in frustration. “I don't get it, why can't I do it?” They huffed, blowing his fringe out of his eyes. He unfolded his arms and put his hands on his hips before reaching up and sorting out their hair and ears that they’d crudely tied back before starting. Dan shrugged, lookin...