(Ah, the wonders of telepathy. To be fair, this list is a bit... Too much? She didn't even remember to salt the egg, so she's just frowning a little at everything she's pulling from the fridge and the cabinets to set on the counter for his use.
As a reflex when he arrives, she's still finishing gathering the items, but the first thing is to at least illusion-remove her dark circles, wear a nice three-piece outfit— oh, wait, right. He can see through it, so she dismisses it immediately once she remembers that horrible fact. She's in shorts and an oversized shirt, and of course, she looks a bit sleepless, because she is. Her sleep is all over the place, afternoons, mornings, you name it. Sophie's not having a great time.)
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(Ah, the wonders of telepathy. To be fair, this list is a bit... Too much? She didn't even remember to salt the egg, so she's just frowning a little at everything she's pulling from the fridge and the cabinets to set on the counter for his use.
As a reflex when he arrives, she's still finishing gathering the items, but the first thing is to at least illusion-remove her dark circles, wear a nice three-piece outfit— oh, wait, right. He can see through it, so she dismisses it immediately once she remembers that horrible fact. She's in shorts and an oversized shirt, and of course, she looks a bit sleepless, because she is. Her sleep is all over the place, afternoons, mornings, you name it. Sophie's not having a great time.)
/... Thanks./