TEST. butterflies, fire, and OH MY GOD TAKE THE ICE CREAM OUT OF THE TEA WHAT ARE YOU DOING

[preying]

[ in the middle of who knows where there is a table. on this table are four things: a tea pot with tea (obviously), some teacups, a sugar pot, and a box of sea salt ice cream. there are a couple of chairs around the table but only two are being used--one currently by a small girl, who is proceeding to put a popsicle into a certain red-haired man's drink, rather casually.

she seems to know that what she's doing is weird as hell, considering her mischievous look. but that soon turns into innocent chimes. ]

There we go! I did promise you sea-salt tea, after all.

[ pushing the tea cup over. ]

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[insinerating]

[staring down at his tea for another moment before shrugging and picking up his cup.]

Boy oh boy, I'm too nice, aren't I? Doing this for your enjoyment...

[he shakes his head but goes to take a small sip, staring at Seth with a straight face as he swallows the drink.]

[preying]

[ trying not to burst out laughing as she sips her own tea, just keeping eye contact with axel-- ]

And everyone appreciates your efforts! [ maybe. ] That wasn't too bad, was it?

[insinerating]

Tastes like...huh, I dunno. [it was pretty gross but he's not willing to admit it, instead he places the cup back on the table and shifts it towards Seth with a smile] Why don't you tell me?

[preying]

[ nuh uh mister, she's shoving that back. ]

Trying to steal an indirect kiss, hmm?

[insinerating]

You're no fun.

[he sighs and takes the cup back, gulping the rest of the tea in one go and slamming it back on the table. No tea time etiquette here.]

If you were wondering, it was gross, thanks. [he brushes his hands together as if accomplishing something great, and offers Seth a grin.] Alright, I've suffered enough, it's my turn to make you a grand concoction.

[preying]

Well, it's only fair! Let's see what you can make up, pointy red.

[ here we go. she managed to get out of it, but it's not like she can go on avoiding it forever... can't be that bad, at least. ]

And because I'm taking part in this, you can't call me no fun.

[insinerating]

[Axel pours her a new cup of tea and goes to grab a bar of sea-salt ice cream, but pauses midway, snapping his fingers as if he's remembered something and instead reaches into his pocket (does his outfit even have pockets? we'll say yes).]

So after you arranged this little tea time thing, [he's pulling out a small ziplock bag. BEWARE SETH. You should run while you can.] I thought, hey, I should probably bring some snacks of my own to share with ya...

[he opens the bag and shakes out the contents into the tea: a cracker, half a sardine, and a gummy worm.]

It's only polite, right? [pushing the cup in front of her.]

[preying]

[ . . . ah.

wow. she's taking that teacup and peeking into it, before-- ]

Are you trying to kill me?