[ Whether Alice stays at her new place or at Eliot and Quentin's, she doesn't sleep well. Enchanted tea helps, but Deerington makes it impossible to get it right every time, and the stress of knowing you're in for A Lot when your ex who you still love wakes up from his vein-cocoon sleep tends to find its way into your dreams.
So even though this is a dream world, Alice is tired, which means it's time for a cinnamon dolce latte with whipped cream and caramel syrup.
She thanks the barista when she's given her drink, taking a sip despite the near guarantee she'll end up with a whipped cream mustache. Whatever, she's got a napkin. Sweet (so sweet) caffeinated goodness is worth it. Don't @ her okay. She knows there are people judging her.
She doesn't sigh loudly in relief, but as soon as the drink hits her taste buds, she ascends a little from this mortal dream-coil, to the point where she hasn't realized that maybe she should move a little more out of the way. ]
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So even though this is a dream world, Alice is tired, which means it's time for a cinnamon dolce latte with whipped cream and caramel syrup.
She thanks the barista when she's given her drink, taking a sip despite the near guarantee she'll end up with a whipped cream mustache. Whatever, she's got a napkin. Sweet (so sweet) caffeinated goodness is worth it. Don't @ her okay. She knows there are people judging her.
She doesn't sigh loudly in relief, but as soon as the drink hits her taste buds, she ascends a little from this mortal dream-coil, to the point where she hasn't realized that maybe she should move a little more out of the way. ]