[ Julie has fallen out of the habit of going to these gatherings. It's no love lost for Sam -- she still clomps up those stairs in heels for the smaller family dinners. She just doesn't have much patience for most of the newly Summoned, usually preferring to socialize with people after they've stuck around a few months.
She's tired of repeating the same stories and warnings. Tired of answering the same questions. And tired of most of them disappearing so quickly. With a handful of exceptions (a teenage girl and a giant shark man), she keeps away from the newest arrivals.
But she has really been craving some mac and cheese. Good, real mac and cheese. And why make it herself when she can just come here and eat an enormous plate of it?
So that's exactly what she's doing. For most of the night, she's been at Geralt's table, her feet propped up on the chair opposite herself. He's since left, his patience wearing out sooner than hers, and she's still here, consuming a small mountain of cheesy noodles.
She takes a bite just as Sam comes over, and covers her mouth as she hurriedly chews so she can answer. ]
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She's tired of repeating the same stories and warnings. Tired of answering the same questions. And tired of most of them disappearing so quickly. With a handful of exceptions (a teenage girl and a giant shark man), she keeps away from the newest arrivals.
But she has really been craving some mac and cheese. Good, real mac and cheese. And why make it herself when she can just come here and eat an enormous plate of it?
So that's exactly what she's doing. For most of the night, she's been at Geralt's table, her feet propped up on the chair opposite herself. He's since left, his patience wearing out sooner than hers, and she's still here, consuming a small mountain of cheesy noodles.
She takes a bite just as Sam comes over, and covers her mouth as she hurriedly chews so she can answer. ]
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