[The living room smells like smoke, and there are a couple of butts from the pack Finnick bought him yesterday. Ah. That must be something people do in Sebastian's world.]
Coffee?
[He shuffles to the kitchen and makes two cups of coffee, cuts and toasts two slices of his homemade bread. He butters them and takes that plate and mugs out to Sebastian.]
People don't smoke inside, in this world. You can use the balcony. C'mon.
[He jerks his head toward the door to his balcony, which is adjacent to the living room. He passes Sebastian's coffee to him and uses his free hand to open it.
The late morning sun is nice, and sparkles off the water of the giant lake that can be seen from here. He sets the plate of bread on a little table and takes a piece, leaning against the railing to sip his coffee.]
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Coffee?
[He shuffles to the kitchen and makes two cups of coffee, cuts and toasts two slices of his homemade bread. He butters them and takes that plate and mugs out to Sebastian.]
People don't smoke inside, in this world. You can use the balcony. C'mon.
[He jerks his head toward the door to his balcony, which is adjacent to the living room. He passes Sebastian's coffee to him and uses his free hand to open it.
The late morning sun is nice, and sparkles off the water of the giant lake that can be seen from here. He sets the plate of bread on a little table and takes a piece, leaning against the railing to sip his coffee.]