ᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠ𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐐𝐔𝐈𝐒.

“ Like you look any better. ” Stolas rolls his eyes back.

“ Well, we both know how much you love degrading me to begin with. Such a kink of yours, isn't it? ”

“ Yes, keep insulting me. It makes you look even more idiotic. ” Snickering.

“ Oh, dear! I am 𝙨𝙤, 𝙨𝙤 𝙨𝙤𝙧𝙧𝙮 ! I didn't mean to knock your precious tea over. That was 𝓒𝒐𝒎𝒑𝒍𝒆𝒕𝒆𝒍𝒚 my fault! ” He spoke in a mocking tone, trying to hide his smirk.

Runs over and kicks his tea with a long talon, spilling it aaaalllll over him.

bring him a platter of fried rats, stolas grins.       ❛ oh, how the mighty have fallen — indeed. ❜ ⠀

I am engaged.

you. . . continue to forget your place.

⠀       the owl sips his tea before turning back to face the other.       ❛ you will have to pardon me then, seeing as *blitz is 𝒇𝐚𝐫 more sophisticated than *stella will ever hope to be … ❜ ⠀

you forget your place, andrealphus.

testing me, are we?

is he ? well , how charming . he’s gotten to know stella , very personally so .. many good times together ! .. sliding on his robe , while the other delivered such a treat . ❝ thank you , dear . perhaps i’ll be the one delivering next time , hmh ? ❞

excellent ! he’ll .. sit up from his bed and await such a brew . he’s always been fond of the peacock . if he may say .

hit him with it , he’s down for it . won’t leave his tongue with a bad aftertaste , will it ?

any , he is also up for trying new blends ! perhaps , something icy .

he requires .. tea , to be awoken .