[Eustace getting all chummy and buddy-buddy with a dog. Now isn't that a sight for sore eyes? Korwa can't help but approach. She's not wearing quite the level of fashion she's used to, for winter she adores the warm, cozy look of multiple layers expertly arranged for maximum warmth whilst still looking chic and cutting edge... And here she is just wrapped in a thick winter shawl. Awful. But for now, fashion isn't her focus.
She slides up behind Eustace, resting her elbows on the back of the bench he's sat on while she regards him and the dog with a smile.]
Oh Eustace, I knew you could be cruel but this is too much. The poor thing. [Thankfully she's quick to follow up on her teasing--] A little cinnamon should be fine. I've had a client who fed her dog better than her own family before, and that spoiled bottomless stomach on four legs ate far worse things.
[It's all said with total affection-- But that dog seriously ate way too much. And better than her on some days! Crazy really, but to each their own and all. She won't block someone's story from going well, even if that someone is a dog.]
B - happy almost new year!!
She slides up behind Eustace, resting her elbows on the back of the bench he's sat on while she regards him and the dog with a smile.]
Oh Eustace, I knew you could be cruel but this is too much. The poor thing. [Thankfully she's quick to follow up on her teasing--] A little cinnamon should be fine. I've had a client who fed her dog better than her own family before, and that spoiled bottomless stomach on four legs ate far worse things.
[It's all said with total affection-- But that dog seriously ate way too much. And better than her on some days! Crazy really, but to each their own and all. She won't block someone's story from going well, even if that someone is a dog.]