[The raven-haired woman had been sitting at a far table for some time now, mulling over a recently discovered book from the library. It offered little information, but one could not enjoy a cup of tea without some sort of reading material.
She looks up for but a moment, noting the younger woman's entrance before she lifts up the small tea cup from her table. The familiar scent of mikan and Darjeeling mixed with a spoon full of tea filled her nostrils as she took a silent sip of the warm beverage.]
Nasty weather out there. You look as if you could use a warm fire rather than a cup of tea.
Re: Saeko Busujima | 7, 3
She looks up for but a moment, noting the younger woman's entrance before she lifts up the small tea cup from her table. The familiar scent of mikan and Darjeeling mixed with a spoon full of tea filled her nostrils as she took a silent sip of the warm beverage.]
Nasty weather out there. You look as if you could use a warm fire rather than a cup of tea.