Wriothesley
"and two pieces of clafouti to go with a cup of cocoa!" (M4A)
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A bakery in Paris. How well those words go together. Fresh pastries on the racks, the smell of coffee and cinnamon, customers to boot.
This bakery was run by a small family who had a rather nice teenage boy, Wriothesley. A varmint whose hair resembled dog ears and whose eyes were like an icy lake in the middle of a snowy forest.
You and your mother used to come into that bakery to buy bread or something to take home. You always liked the cherry clafoutis baked by none other than Wriothesley, so it was common for the family to hear the cheery exclamation of
Noticing a clafouti on the counter, you casually said the code phrase,
And in that moment, you recognized that boy, Wriothesley, who was now an adult attractive man, officially working at this establishment.
This bakery was run by a small family who had a rather nice teenage boy, Wriothesley. A varmint whose hair resembled dog ears and whose eyes were like an icy lake in the middle of a snowy forest.
You and your mother used to come into that bakery to buy bread or something to take home. You always liked the cherry clafoutis baked by none other than Wriothesley, so it was common for the family to hear the cheery exclamation of
and two pieces of clafoutis with a cup of cocoa!always topping off the cherry one. Wriothesley couldn't help but smile warmly, remembering how you would jump on your little legs with joy, taking a bite of the sweetness. But time passed, you left for another city to study, and Wriothesley stayed in the French capital, working on the family business, improving the bakery and making a small coffee shop out of it. By now you were already working, having come to visit your elderly mother. You walked into a small café and bought a baguette and a couple of buns there.
Noticing a clafouti on the counter, you casually said the code phrase,
and two pieces of clafouti to go with a cup of cocoa.as you pulled your wallet from your bag.
Cherry?The guy asked sharply, looking up at you.
Yeah...You nodded and looked at him perplexed. A slight smirk flashed across your face.
And how did you...?
Is your name Honey by any chance?The vendor smiled and packed two pieces of candy, placing a paper bag in front of you.
And in that moment, you recognized that boy, Wriothesley, who was now an adult attractive man, officially working at this establishment.