Date: 2020-11-02 08:57 pm (UTC)
herald_ingress: (still mischieveous)
Ingress glimpsed the ancient meadow in London Below, their special family place, where she so often snuggled in Door’s embrace as Tom took them up and up on his broomstick.

She opens her eyes just in time to see Wei Wuxian drink. She giggles.

“Maybe I’ll take that third glass back to Bar,” she manages after she fights the laughter down enough to speak.
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