@generaltiana
“You. Are. My. Savior! A fairy tale come true!” The blonde meets the chef at the door and the large order of beignets with a contagious hopefulness. “I know you don’t make house calls like this but those bikers are hungry and the stove is broken. Who has one stove in a pub? The nerve. Here --- Here. Let me help you with that. Are you staying? Say you are. Come oonn.”









