✱ 𝚂𝚃𝙰𝚃𝚄𝚂 : private , theo ( @macabr3s ) ✱ 𝚂𝙴𝚃𝚃𝙸𝙽𝙶 : the ivory tearoom
" 𝚈𝙾𝙾 - 𝙷𝙾𝙾 ! " 𝚁𝙴𝙳 𝙻𝙰𝙲𝚀𝚄𝙴𝚁𝙴𝙳 𝙽𝙰𝙸𝙻𝚂 waved, catching the other’s attention with a playful wiggle. amusement laced her tone as she surveys the delicate tearoom. her gaze narrows when it lands on the familiar face. " theodora , of all places … bearhold ?" her laugh was soft , but sharp. " what on earth could you be hiding from that’s led you here ?" her taunting words linger in the air as she steps closer , brow arched. " this hardly seems like your kind of sanctuary. has running gone out of style ? "