He coughs, perhaps not expecting such a welcome .
Nevertheless, his smile is radiant and unfailing .
He is shy , all whilst smiling sheepishly.
Words fail him , all but
" Merry Christmas to all! And please, never forget the most important part of the season; love ! "
There is a snort, and then a toothy smile. The ferret-like creature adjusts his Santa hat, and then a joyous laugh reins.
" To whomever may hear this, Merry Christmas! "
" May there be bountiful presents, and wondrous times! "
He rings the bell he has in hand, smiling.
{[ In case you got the notif, no hard feelings. It's just old shite I don't want to accidentally look at again.
(c) cold pink limeade.
"I hope the pink variation is fine."
Aimé sat it in front of him and returned to his seat.
With a nod he got out of his seat and headed for the fridge.
Soon after he walked back with a glass of (c)
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(c) was as healthy as ever.
Just getting older.
Time was a thief.
"I forgot to offer you a drink. Can I get you (c)
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(c) growing grey and his red eyes looked duller.
He looked a little more lifeless, to say the least, but he still (c)
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(c) to cool it before taking a sip with half open eyes.
Up close his age could be seen a little better. His fur was (c)
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"I suppose so, yes. Hmhmhm."
Aimé soon took a seat next to the Dragon after grabbing a glass of tea.
He blew on it (c)
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"It's of no problem, Crimson. I have more than enough to share."
Aimé then closed his eyes and covered his mouth with (c)
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(c) A large stack of ham slices, a pile of beans and a large slice of pumpkin pie.
And it was all heated to a perfect (c)
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It was about a fifteen minute wait before Aimé had handed Crimson his plate.
It was packed with what was offered; (c)
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The Mienshao gave a nod and turned to head for the kitchen.
"Have a seat, if you want. I will be right back."
