[BACKLOG] - harder to breathe.
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Who: Rita Mordio and Estellise Sidos Heurassein
Where: Belkend; The Heurassein Manor.
When: Waaaay back before Estelle left with Raven.
Warnings: Rita Mordio has a temper. Srsly.
She sat at a relatively small table in her room. Her maid had brought over a various assortment of small teatime treats, along with some tea itself, and two cups. The nearby window was open, and a light breeze blew as she sat at that table.
Across from her sat another girl; one she was only barely acquainted with, but one that she valued even so. It was her first real friend.
Or, well, so she considered her. Her parents had asked Rita to spend some time with her, since she got so lonely while being confined to the manor. With how Rita was ordinarily, Estellise couldn't imagine that Rita's decision to accept that request was her first answer, but she was glad it was her final one. Estellise hardly ever got to interact with anyone her age; and despite Rita being a few years younger, it was close enough.
She lifted a plate off the table, offering it toward the smaller girl on the other side of the table.
"Would you like some, Rita?" She asked, an ever cheerful smile on her face.
Where: Belkend; The Heurassein Manor.
When: Waaaay back before Estelle left with Raven.
Warnings: Rita Mordio has a temper. Srsly.
She sat at a relatively small table in her room. Her maid had brought over a various assortment of small teatime treats, along with some tea itself, and two cups. The nearby window was open, and a light breeze blew as she sat at that table.
Across from her sat another girl; one she was only barely acquainted with, but one that she valued even so. It was her first real friend.
Or, well, so she considered her. Her parents had asked Rita to spend some time with her, since she got so lonely while being confined to the manor. With how Rita was ordinarily, Estellise couldn't imagine that Rita's decision to accept that request was her first answer, but she was glad it was her final one. Estellise hardly ever got to interact with anyone her age; and despite Rita being a few years younger, it was close enough.
She lifted a plate off the table, offering it toward the smaller girl on the other side of the table.
"Would you like some, Rita?" She asked, an ever cheerful smile on her face.