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(Rather than write the same vague drivel, here is a pretty gif to inspire you, a link to the weather for the week, and a link to londonist, a great resource for all things London related. As always this post is open all week. Tag in, tag others, check back often!)

Re: Monday Evening

Date: 2016-05-12 02:54 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] akatawitch
This amused her very much. "That'll do."

Sunny counted off ingredients on her fingers, eyes drifting to one side as she checked her brain for the whole list. "Garlic, ginger, peanuts, peanut butter, sweet potatoes, crushed tomatoes, onion, broth, greens, aaaaand cilantro, provided you don't think it tastes like soap. Oh, and rice. Rice is essential."

Re: Monday Evening

Date: 2016-05-12 02:27 pm (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] faizel

"Rice is one thing I always have," Faizel smiled.

Re: Monday Evening

Date: 2016-05-16 01:00 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] akatawitch
"A man who knows his priorities. I approve," Sunny said with a playful imitation of a sage nod.

Re: Monday Evening

Date: 2016-05-16 01:09 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] faizel

"Oh, then you'll be very impressed by the giant sack of potatoes I purchased last week then," he quipped, smiling, then pushing his hair back out of his eyes.

Re: Monday Evening

Date: 2016-05-16 05:29 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] akatawitch
He had a very sweet smile, Sunny found herself thinking before she could roll her eyes. Her lips quirked in a little smile in spite of herself, and she glanced around for root vegetables. "C'mon," she said when she spied what she was looking for.

Re: Monday Evening

Date: 2016-05-16 03:14 pm (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] faizel

Faizel followed after her, keeping close as they wove through the narrow isles of the shop. When an old man nearly walked into her with his trolly, Faizel gently put and arm around her shoulders to guide her to the side- Since the man seemed oblivious to his impending crash.

"Ten quid says he left his glasses home," he chuckled, leaning in and speaking softly.

Re: Monday Evening

Date: 2016-05-17 02:51 am (UTC)
akatawitch: (Ethereal)
From: [personal profile] akatawitch
Sunny had to choke back a laugh, letting Faizel put an arm around her even as logically it struck her as unnecessary. She gave him a long look out of the corner of her eye, a bit mischievous. You're testing if you can touch me, and I'm going to let you.

"I don't think I'd take that bet," was what she said.

Re: Monday Evening

Date: 2016-05-17 03:06 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] faizel
Faizel grinned at that, letting his touch linger as long as he dared, before slowly letting go. They were near the health drinks, and he grabbed a large bottle of coconut water off the shelf, raising his brows at the price before deciding to just buy it anyway.

Re: Monday Evening

Date: 2016-05-20 04:54 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] akatawitch
Sunny didn't quite move away from him either, when he did let go of her. And it crossed her mind that this was not like her. Men showing her interest made her shy, tongue-tied, and she was almost treating this like she knew what she was doing when she most certainly did not.

She didn't bother with little indulgences like health drinks, seeing them as the drain on funds and little else, keeping strictly to what was on her list. "My psyche needs for me to go to an outdoor market soon. Places like this have no character."

Re: Monday Evening

Date: 2016-05-20 05:05 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] faizel

"No? I love places like this. Tescos, Boots... They're all so clean and bright. There's nothing like this back home. I used to buy my fruit from a cart on the road sold by a half troll woman. ...Lovely woman, not brilliant fruit. Much better off picking my own, but, well, you suffer for convenience, I suppose," Faizel mused with a smile, his hand briefly resting on Sunny's back, before moving away so he could pick up a box of fruit pastels. ...And a flake. ...Then two flakes, wanting to get one for Sunny as well.

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