"I--wait, no!" Genevieve whirled, flecks of hot chocolate spitting from the cup. At the other end of the bar her coworker rolled her eyes at Tetch's usual tetchiness.
"I mean, no. That's not what I meant!" The hot chocolate was placed down with unsteady, panicking hands. "Not what I meant," she repeated, holding the cup where Mary was just a few inches too short to reach it.
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Date: 2015-12-13 06:37 pm (UTC)"I mean, no. That's not what I meant!" The hot chocolate was placed down with unsteady, panicking hands. "Not what I meant," she repeated, holding the cup where Mary was just a few inches too short to reach it.