[ green tea for him, and black for her. the water was already warm, she’s prepared it earlier in a pot, all that was left for her to do was pull up an extra tea cup and platter. she serves the little plates and cups first, placing it in front of robby and her soon-to-be seat, returning to the cupboards to serve the miniature sugar-cube container, and then the tea, poured with finesse into his cup and tea bag. the steam is humid and refreshing, and there’s even a little spoon for mixing, should he wish to. ]
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So you’re Mob’s friend?