[ He narrows his eyes at her, seemingly irritated with the comment, but he scoops up the mug, letting the warmth bite into his hands. He had worn his usual gloves through most of the day, but that didn't stop the Quarantine from being cold; being back inside has already done wonders for him, of course, but the hot chocolate helps.
He takes his first sip, sighing with it. Then, as he's surely said a billion times by now, ]
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He takes his first sip, sighing with it. Then, as he's surely said a billion times by now, ]
God, I missed this stuff.