“it’s the thought that counts.”
𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐢𝐞-𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐰𝐧𝐬, 𝐬𝐥𝐮𝐦𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐝𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐬𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐥𝐲 into the booth where they sat. he was particular about gifts, strong in his belief that the perfect one existed for every person. unfortunately for the pie-maker, he has yet to find said gift for @handouija. ❛ 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭’𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐩𝐨𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐩𝐞𝐨𝐩𝐥𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐲 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐚 𝐠𝐢𝐟𝐭. 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐛𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐩𝐨𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐞, 𝐤𝐥𝐚𝐮𝐬? 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦, 𝐝𝐨𝐧’𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮..? ❜ this moment will continue to haunt their friendship long after it’s over. ❛ 𝐢 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭— ❜ the pie-maker begins, falling into the pit of over-explanation. ❛ 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐜𝐜𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐳𝐞. 𝐧𝐞𝐜𝐤𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐞𝐬, 𝐚𝐭 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐭. 𝐢 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭 — ❜
the pie-maker looks down at the small, open box that sat between them atop the table. inside laid a few charms; a silver planchette, a small crystal skull, and a ghost — not the horrifying type, instead ned opted for the kind that existed beneath a white sheet. the pie-maker’s hand slowly moves to obscure any further view of them, sliding the box back towards himself. ❛ 𝐥𝐞𝐭'𝐬 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭… 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐚𝐰 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐬𝐞. ❜
𝐌𝐈𝐒𝐂. 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒., always accepting. ↪ always feel welcome to continue asks into threads !!