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chef_chocobro) wrote2022-02-10 05:19 am
chef_chocobro) wrote2022-02-10 05:19 am
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Office Hours: Office #27; Thursday [02/10].
Having shirked his self-imposed office hour duties last week in lieu of preparing a dinner date, Ignis was back at it again, as usual, there was never any shortage of work for him to do, although very little of it had much to do with his class at all. It was just a good chance for him to catch up on some things that he didn't have time for usually, in peace and quiet, while trying not to think about a certain text exchange from a nosy redhead, and occasionally having a sip of Ebony to go along with a bite of some mishapen blue lump on a plate that might somehow be cake?
Look, the thing looked terrible, but the taste was decent, all things considered, and maybe there was a bit of sentimentality attached to it, knowing how hard Noctis and Prompto had worked to make it for him, especially in light of how it almost felt a little like a balancing of the scales, a returning of a favor, with how hard Ignis had worked over the years in trying to recreate a certain pastry for Noctis, too.
Not that he would ever admit to any such sentimentality, of course.
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Look, the thing looked terrible, but the taste was decent, all things considered, and maybe there was a bit of sentimentality attached to it, knowing how hard Noctis and Prompto had worked to make it for him, especially in light of how it almost felt a little like a balancing of the scales, a returning of a favor, with how hard Ignis had worked over the years in trying to recreate a certain pastry for Noctis, too.
Not that he would ever admit to any such sentimentality, of course.
[[ open door, open office, open post! ]]