A Private Villa in Argentina; Thursday Evening [02/08].

[chef_chocobro]

Although he felt he'd made a pretty good show of not being too distracted by his and Liliana's impending trip, Ignis had been rather...dare he say it?....impatient to get through the day and get through their classes, and finally find their way to this little excursion down in Argentina. And who could hardly blame him, when as soon as they'd settled things upon arrival and found their way to dinner and a meal with beef so tender it practically melted on their tongues. And while there wasn't much on the agenda besides that and arrive, it was made clear that they would need to ensure that the whirlpool tub was up to their incredibly high standards.

Thankfully, it passed the tests exceptionally well, so that when Ignis eventually extracted himself from it, he could just go and find himself comfortable reclined and relaxed in the bed.

Well, relaxed for him, anyway, which meant that his mind, as much as he tried to quiet it in the spirit of the trip, was still already buzzing with the itinerary they were likely to pursue in the morning, especially since, well, he'd been looking forward to that coffee bar ever since Liliana mentioned it. Funny, that. For all he'd be up thinking about it, he was going to be in that much more need of it, though he figured, once Liliana finished up in the tub and joined him, she'd surely help him find a different reason for needing that coffee in the morning.


[[ for whatever may just so happened to be in this villa in Argentina with him, please. Who I also stole a little bit of phrasing from for the post, so credit where credit's due, and yes, I know it says Thursdays, whatever, time is meaningless, shut up, and NFB for distance and time travel, obvi. And now with totally unexpected, to be sure, NSFW-y warnings! ]]

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[deathsmajesty]

It was his birthday present, so Liliana wasn't even going to complain about his insistence on waking up early and filling the days with activities, rather than taking the opportunity to lounge in the sunshine doing as little as possible. Well, not out loud anyway. But her suitcase was filled with a significant quantity of Earth bathing attire and she had no compunctions using all of them against him in an effort to get him to spend at least a little time sunbathing with her.

...Or a lot of time not actually leaving the room with her. That was fine, too.

But those were plans to put into effect tomorrow, after the arrival of the coffee bar convinced him that it was time to be rising and shining. For now, she was wearing a thin silk dressing gown that clung to her still-damp skin, currently warmed by her immersion in hot water and soon to be warmed by other means. But only soon, though, not quite yet.

"My darling," she said, placing something in his hand, "I found this in our luggage." 'This' turned out to be an envelope, too heavy to be a letter. By the heft, the quality and texture of the paper of the envelope, and the way the contents shifted inside, it seemed like...a card of some sort? "It's addressed to you," she continued. "Would you like me to read it to you?"