mistyblue88
"i- yes! of course! i tell her everything, she brings me gifts, we go out, we..." he trailed off.
"how did she introduce herself to you?"
"she brought me a plate of food. it was just simple- rice, stew, a bowl of fruit- she came into my apartment and we ate together. " i folded my arms, biting back the words on my tongue.
"was the food good?"
"it tasted like cinnamon," he nodded a bit. "she always smells like cinnamon. but her apartment, it smells nothing like it," he chuckled. my eyebrows twitched forward a bit. this was weird. the only time i had really ever used cinnamon was for...