Juliet took the hint and left Kaly and her current fling along. The sound of her tall and black heels echoed once more as she turned away from the two and moved down to where a lovely tray of pastries were being shipped around. Her mouth instantly watered because, come on! What girl doesn’t like a pastry?! The blond patiently waited for her turn at the tray. Eagerly, she eyes a lovely glazed pastry that she knew was filled with her favorite, Raspberry sauce.
“Come to momma.” She whispered as the tray was moved down to her. Careful and steady fingertips slid around the tray, cautious to cause any unnecessary movement for the pastries themselves, as she plucked her golden star from the tray and set it aside. She would place the pastry along a single bar napkin before moving the tray down to Kaly and Debito. “Here ya go, loves.” She motioned, setting the tray down and waiting for them to select their own before she moved again.
❝Kalypso has to hide her amused grin behind her cup as she watches Debito squirm. She doesn't enjoy to see him so uncomfortable, but she certainly finds it adorable. And the way he scoots ever closer to her is something she can't complain about either. When he looks to the vampyre, she just nods her head as if to urge him to socialise. The boy looks absolutely bewildered when Jynx chimes in with her own compliment, causing Kalypso's grin to widen. His scared expression is just too precious for her to bear. She wants to wrap Debito in her arms and whisk him away for her own. She has to take another swing of coffee to keep herself from praising him like a child for thanking Juliet and Jynx. But she really is quite proud of the corpse for stepping out of his comfort zone to be a gentleman. Who would of thought that not too long ago he had tried to take a bite out of the tavern's co-owner?
Debito's cool breath sends a shiver down Kalypso's spine. She takes a moment to process the statement whispered in her ear before directing a slight scowl at Park once again. "That's fine. He's a jerk anyway," the dark-haired woman states bluntly. Her frown dissipates as she turns back to the undead boy. "I like you. It doesn't matter what he thinks." The grin lighting up her face broadens, her white incisors flashing in the light of the bar.
The pastries being passed around draw Kalypso's attention, and she's thankful when she's offered one. With nimble fingers, she plucks a simple glazed donut from the pile and gives Juliet her thanks. The vampyre waits for Debito's response to the goodies before biting into her own. After all, she can wait. Mortal food doesn't do much for her but stimulate her senses and provide little nutrients to keep her appearing somewhat alive. She could live purely off of blood, but that gets monotonous after a while. And she doesn't like boring.❞
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