[Look sometimes one's dedication to food is over the top, and sometimes it is just right. Alucard is filing Himeka's in just right territory.
Being given permission to move beyond tea, Alucard instead crouches down to get out a pot, then steps sideways to the spice cabinet. Cinnamon stick. Mace. Three cloves. All spice. Those go in the pot, and then it is only a matter of going to the fridge to get the cider itself.
The comment about things happening invites an all too dry comment from the dhampir as he pours the cider.]
When hasn't much happened? [He sighs, putting the pot on the stove and turning on the burner.] The rock's having tantrums again. What's new?
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Being given permission to move beyond tea, Alucard instead crouches down to get out a pot, then steps sideways to the spice cabinet. Cinnamon stick. Mace. Three cloves. All spice. Those go in the pot, and then it is only a matter of going to the fridge to get the cider itself.
The comment about things happening invites an all too dry comment from the dhampir as he pours the cider.]
When hasn't much happened? [He sighs, putting the pot on the stove and turning on the burner.] The rock's having tantrums again. What's new?