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kore_logs2014-02-15 06:50 pm
tryingitall) wrote in kore_logs2014-02-15 06:50 pm
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Breakfast in Bed (for Donna, backdated).
Who: Balthazar and Donna
When: Backdated to before the hellhound invasion.
Where: Donna's room.
What: Fluff and cuddles.
Warnings: Possibly sexy fluff and cuddles. /eyebrow waggle
He's hardly known as the most responsible of angels, but let it never be said Balthazar neglects his promises to have fun. Bright and early on the morning promised, he's up and in the kitchen, brewing coffee with cinnamon and throwing together a few pancakes. Donna claimed she didn't want much in the way of food, but he feels obliged. Maybe it's force of habit from tending his garden, before.
In any case, when he knocks on her door, he has a cup in one hand and a plate in the other, the latter stacked with pancakes in a puddle of blueberries and syrup. "Are you up yet, love?" He calls cheerfully, even though he could just as easily fly past the closed door.
When: Backdated to before the hellhound invasion.
Where: Donna's room.
What: Fluff and cuddles.
Warnings: Possibly sexy fluff and cuddles. /eyebrow waggle
He's hardly known as the most responsible of angels, but let it never be said Balthazar neglects his promises to have fun. Bright and early on the morning promised, he's up and in the kitchen, brewing coffee with cinnamon and throwing together a few pancakes. Donna claimed she didn't want much in the way of food, but he feels obliged. Maybe it's force of habit from tending his garden, before.
In any case, when he knocks on her door, he has a cup in one hand and a plate in the other, the latter stacked with pancakes in a puddle of blueberries and syrup. "Are you up yet, love?" He calls cheerfully, even though he could just as easily fly past the closed door.