#mmm cocoa

[cloud-ya]

I was sitting outside for 6 hours while it was like 15°C/59°F

[rozwell-endzwell]

I hate those "are you a coffee gay, a tea gay, or a hot chocolate gay?" Like?? Bitch I'm all 3??

If it's warm and in a mug I want it.

[patchkin]

Bone app the teeth 😩👌

[fulluponcrazy]

☕ did someone say potential fluff

His fingers are still cold. Alistair supposes he could remedy the situation by petting a dog (there are three currently sitting at his feet, waiting expectantly for some sort of food to appear out of the aether) but he has a better idea. He sidles up to Hawke, tucks himself close, and...plucks the mug out of his hands.

“Still snowing?” he wonders innocently and takes a sip.

[fulluponcrazy]

☕

He could almost feels his fingers again, wrapped around the warm mugs as they were. He set one of them down in front of her and quickly curled his now empty hand around his own mug, to continue soaking up the heat.

“You look about as cold as me,” he offered with a crooked smile, by way of explanation.

[fulluponcrazy]

☕

Alistair sat down beside her slowly, careful not to spill either of the mugs. They were worn and slightly chipped, but they did their jobs well despite that. Vigil’s Keep was usually quiet--too much space filled by not enough Wardens--but the blanket of snow seemed to muffle it even more, so he found himself keeping his voice low as he brandished one steaming mug at her and pointed out, “You still have snow in your hair.”

[ameliaslastgoodbye]

this is what I ponder about while I drink my cocoa