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Simon hesitated halfway between the dining table and the kitchen, shifting his weight back and forth like he couldn't decide for a moment. "We have . . . both?" He said, almost questioningly. "Do you have a preference? It'll only be another minute or two until the coffee is done brewing." In the meantime, he went to the kitchen and brought over two plates with a serving of pancakes and bacon each, setting one in front of Madeline and one near Bella.
"Come now, Sleeping Beauty," Maxim said, standing near Bella and almost idly petting a hand over her hair where she rested with her head down in an attempt to get her to come out. "You've made a commitment. Backing out now is quitter talk."
She turned her head to give him a weak glare which only made him smile into his coffee while he pretended he didn't see it, then finally heaved a sigh and picked herself up enough to fold both hands around her coffee and pull it reverently closer. "Simon, you're a godsend."
Aether gave her an incredulous gesture that clearly said And what am I? since he'd made her breakfast, sitting down as far from Madeline as possible but not glaring at her anymore.
"Yeah, you're all right." She muttered, already taking a careful sip of her overly sweet, caramel flavored drink Maxim would say was no longer coffee, and once she'd had a little taste gave a soft, content sigh and finally glanced Madeline's way. "Mornin', party crasher," she greeted, no animosity in her tone quite yet though she was not open and friendly like Simon, Oscar or Marina might be either. "Hope you don't mind loud music. My place is right above yours."
Maxim gave her a few little pats on the head for waking herself up, knowing she was not so cruel as to actually blast music late into the night. "Eat. Both of you have places to be."
"Come now, Sleeping Beauty," Maxim said, standing near Bella and almost idly petting a hand over her hair where she rested with her head down in an attempt to get her to come out. "You've made a commitment. Backing out now is quitter talk."
She turned her head to give him a weak glare which only made him smile into his coffee while he pretended he didn't see it, then finally heaved a sigh and picked herself up enough to fold both hands around her coffee and pull it reverently closer. "Simon, you're a godsend."
Aether gave her an incredulous gesture that clearly said And what am I? since he'd made her breakfast, sitting down as far from Madeline as possible but not glaring at her anymore.
"Yeah, you're all right." She muttered, already taking a careful sip of her overly sweet, caramel flavored drink Maxim would say was no longer coffee, and once she'd had a little taste gave a soft, content sigh and finally glanced Madeline's way. "Mornin', party crasher," she greeted, no animosity in her tone quite yet though she was not open and friendly like Simon, Oscar or Marina might be either. "Hope you don't mind loud music. My place is right above yours."
Maxim gave her a few little pats on the head for waking herself up, knowing she was not so cruel as to actually blast music late into the night. "Eat. Both of you have places to be."