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priscaTitle: Cold and hot
Character: Zeke Tyler, Casey Connor
Prompt: drinking hot tea
Word Count: 200
Finished: 02.12.2020
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After the, at least for his liking, much too long photo trip into the wintery woods, Zeke's mood was low. Chilled through, fingers and feet so cold that he could barely move them. Huffing slightly, he dropped down onto the couch, watching his cheery boyfriend.
„What a wonderful afternoon,“ Casey couldn't stop gushing. „The snow on the trees, the frozen lake, and, of course, the fox family we met. I hope I was able to take some good shots for the Winter challenge of my photo course. Did I tell you that the top three will get a place at the Academy of Art's yearly exhibition? This would be a great chance for me; maybe...“ He paused, eying Zeke frowning. „What's wrong?“
„Cold,“ Zeke snarled, rubbing his fingers together.
„I could make us hot cacao.“
Zeke rolled his eyes. „Cacao? Am I a toddler?“
„Then maybe tea.“ Casey giggled slightly. „With a lacing of rum to cheer you up. Or we could go upstairs, have a shower at first. I already have some ideas about how to warm you up.“
Impossible to be grumpy with this little geek around; Zeke couldn't hide his grin any longer.
Character: Zeke Tyler, Casey Connor
Prompt: drinking hot tea
Word Count: 200
Finished: 02.12.2020
:::
After the, at least for his liking, much too long photo trip into the wintery woods, Zeke's mood was low. Chilled through, fingers and feet so cold that he could barely move them. Huffing slightly, he dropped down onto the couch, watching his cheery boyfriend.
„What a wonderful afternoon,“ Casey couldn't stop gushing. „The snow on the trees, the frozen lake, and, of course, the fox family we met. I hope I was able to take some good shots for the Winter challenge of my photo course. Did I tell you that the top three will get a place at the Academy of Art's yearly exhibition? This would be a great chance for me; maybe...“ He paused, eying Zeke frowning. „What's wrong?“
„Cold,“ Zeke snarled, rubbing his fingers together.
„I could make us hot cacao.“
Zeke rolled his eyes. „Cacao? Am I a toddler?“
„Then maybe tea.“ Casey giggled slightly. „With a lacing of rum to cheer you up. Or we could go upstairs, have a shower at first. I already have some ideas about how to warm you up.“
Impossible to be grumpy with this little geek around; Zeke couldn't hide his grin any longer.
