Post by Deleted on Aug 2, 2016 18:42:10 GMT
i definitely want to ask you today
do you like me? | do you love me? |
Ridley was on the prowl today, a mouth full of 'sweet nothings' guiding him into the shopping district. He demanded to know where they came from, or who made them but the tracks would continue to run cold with every person he asked. He didn't know of any sweet shops, or bakery in Feleci, though one of his co workers Jasper used to go on and on about the treats his sister would make for him after work. Using this information Ridley figured if he head to the shopping district there would be a trail to follow leading to "The Anderson sweet shop" or something.
His jaws made quick work of the sweets he was engulfing so carelessly, his nose in the air looking for just a morsel of the sweet scent of cooking goodies. The treats he had 'borrowed' were left by the front gate of the guild in a basket, Assuming they were a gift of a good Samaritan he took them assuming they were for everyone. The sweet caramel, the soft sweet pastries, the succulent taste of chocolate. He had to have more, more of the delicious treats.
"Where are you, oh god of goodies." he mumbled, soon tripping over his own feet in a clumsy blunder. Upon hitting the ground he took care to hold the goody basket in the air, at the cost of his face hitting the ground. His head bounced off of the pavement, arms still holding the treats in the air. "S-saved them..." me muttered looking up at the treats.
The aroma of chocolate hit his nose, he bolted up, forehead lightly bleeding. "I've found you!" he followed the scent in a dsh. With his finding he would arrive infront of a shop "Sweet nothings." read the sign. WIthout hesitationhe flung open the door, "Baker! Sweet Maker! Where are you?!"
His jaws made quick work of the sweets he was engulfing so carelessly, his nose in the air looking for just a morsel of the sweet scent of cooking goodies. The treats he had 'borrowed' were left by the front gate of the guild in a basket, Assuming they were a gift of a good Samaritan he took them assuming they were for everyone. The sweet caramel, the soft sweet pastries, the succulent taste of chocolate. He had to have more, more of the delicious treats.
"Where are you, oh god of goodies." he mumbled, soon tripping over his own feet in a clumsy blunder. Upon hitting the ground he took care to hold the goody basket in the air, at the cost of his face hitting the ground. His head bounced off of the pavement, arms still holding the treats in the air. "S-saved them..." me muttered looking up at the treats.
The aroma of chocolate hit his nose, he bolted up, forehead lightly bleeding. "I've found you!" he followed the scent in a dsh. With his finding he would arrive infront of a shop "Sweet nothings." read the sign. WIthout hesitationhe flung open the door, "Baker! Sweet Maker! Where are you?!"
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