“Is that my shirt?”

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send “is that my shirt?” for your muse finding mine in your muse’s shirt
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                     ❝ Hm? ❞

Thin fingers rub at fatigued hues, lifting her attention up towards the other
vampire before falling to the fabric around her shoulders.

                     ❝ Oh. I uhm… hope ya’ don’ mind. Mine got a li’l dirty n’ I jus’
                        needed somethin’ new t’wear. ❞

❝ Ya’ are sweet fer sayin’ tha’, thank ya’, Axel. ❞ She smiled back at him; grabbing the kettle off of the counter to start the tea upon request. ❝ Uhm…tomato. Dunno why. Must be the consistency. I don’ like ‘em with an omelette. So tha’ should be it. ❞ Kayla wasn’t overly picky when it came to food, but there were the few exceptions here and there that she didn’t like. ❝ I can do tha’. Two sugars? ❞

“They aren’t very good in an omelette.” He grinned as he mixed her omelette together before pouring it into the hot pan. “Sugar? Aren’t I sweet enough for you already?” Axel asked with a grin as he looked a Kayla. “Cream please dear. No sugar.” He told her as he folded her omelette waiting fr a few moments before putting it on a plate for her. “Breakfast is served.” 

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