[ It’s not a date! He’s just having breakfast with the vampire. Alone. And trying to be romantic about it.
Okay, maybe it’s a date.
The bag contains croissants. Sweet enough to take the edge off the bitter hot chocolate, but not too much. The bag certainly isn’t sneezing out clouds of powdered sugar the way Trevor’s is. ]
Down this path a bit, then left between those trees. There’s a nice place to sit just behind them.
[ Not mentioned: he’s been checking out potential date spots while doing his hunting work, or he’d never have come here. ]
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Okay, maybe it’s a date.
The bag contains croissants. Sweet enough to take the edge off the bitter hot chocolate, but not too much. The bag certainly isn’t sneezing out clouds of powdered sugar the way Trevor’s is. ]
Down this path a bit, then left between those trees. There’s a nice place to sit just behind them.
[ Not mentioned: he’s been checking out potential date spots while doing his hunting work, or he’d never have come here. ]