[the tea shop is one of the few places that Rose still returns to when she comes back to the city; its calm atmosphere is a good place to let her guard down half an inch and work on any number of projects she has swirling around her. she knows that Meulin won't look over her shoulder and divulge any secrets.
the door jingles as she steps in from the rain, lightly tapping her umbrella on the doorframe before stepping in further. she smiles a little as she surveys the empty establishment]
I had no idea I was the only person in Death City not made of spun sugar.
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the door jingles as she steps in from the rain, lightly tapping her umbrella on the doorframe before stepping in further. she smiles a little as she surveys the empty establishment]
I had no idea I was the only person in Death City not made of spun sugar.