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☀ — just two ghosts standing in the place of you and me
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This was not Pierce’s first meeting with the rest of the Art Guild- he had attended one before, back when Ja’sunna had been Head Impressionist, but with the change and a few ideas he had, he figured it’d be best to gather everyone together again and go over it all. He had scheduled the meeting pretty early in the morning, before most would awaken, since he didn’t want to interfere too much with the café’s hours if he didn’t have to. Despite technically being closed, the Art Café was filled with the mouth-watering smells of fresh-brewed coffee and pastries, which Pierce had apparently gotten some help to make. For, despite how it may seem, he was far from a good chef.
Laid out on a larger table, which was set up for six, was platters of fresh fruit, yogurts, juices, tea and coffee, toast with all sorts of spreads, and some breakfast pastries. Hopefully, that’d all be good to keep everyone happy while the meeting was ongoing. And, now that everything was set up, he was to wait. Ideally, it wouldn’t be too long until most of the Art Guild had arrived.
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//mobile & it’s 1:30am im sorry if this is kind of bad )):
Laid out on a larger table, which was set up for six, was platters of fresh fruit, yogurts, juices, tea and coffee, toast with all sorts of spreads, and some breakfast pastries. Hopefully, that’d all be good to keep everyone happy while the meeting was ongoing. And, now that everything was set up, he was to wait. Ideally, it wouldn’t be too long until most of the Art Guild had arrived.
"speech"
//mobile & it’s 1:30am im sorry if this is kind of bad )):
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