@viatcr said ; "most men, in my experience, are fools."
“oh, a good TWO-THIRDS, surely,” snow smiles up from where she is near elbow-deep with flour as hands work steadily at kneading dough on the kitchen counter, “pass me the raisins?” one hand, sticky with dough, gestures to the small container across the other side of the kitchen, “FINN isn’t so bad, though. he’s just shy.” the man had barely mumbled at their guest before heading out the door to do - - - whatever it is he does all day and some nights. snow doesn’t ask and he doesn’t offer. it’s a strange harmony, “don’t take it personally.”










