This man is... Well. 10/10. Five gold stars. Perfect scores all across the board. If Iona wasn't a witch, she has a feeling she would have knocked over the ladder she's sitting on now and fallen backwards at the sight of this man because here stood a living definition of breathtaking.
... And thankfully she's had experience with that. Iona's brows furrow and she looks at Diarmuid and then glances at the back where there's another certain someone. And then back at Diarmuid. And then at the kitchen. She takes a deep breath, tossing her chalk aside and hopping off the ladder, muttering to herself:]
Lord, give me strength.
[Anyways, she's going to make some coffee for him anyways. A cup on the house has always been her policy for new customers and she isn't going to hesitate now.]
If you need to, it's okay to hang your coat over one of the chairs. Don't worry about the mess. This is a place to rest up after all!
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This man is... Well. 10/10. Five gold stars. Perfect scores all across the board. If Iona wasn't a witch, she has a feeling she would have knocked over the ladder she's sitting on now and fallen backwards at the sight of this man because here stood a living definition of breathtaking.
... And thankfully she's had experience with that. Iona's brows furrow and she looks at Diarmuid and then glances at the back where there's another certain someone. And then back at Diarmuid. And then at the kitchen. She takes a deep breath, tossing her chalk aside and hopping off the ladder, muttering to herself:]
Lord, give me strength.
[Anyways, she's going to make some coffee for him anyways. A cup on the house has always been her policy for new customers and she isn't going to hesitate now.]
If you need to, it's okay to hang your coat over one of the chairs. Don't worry about the mess. This is a place to rest up after all!
[She's a sharp and snappy one, this person...]