[ It doesn't take him too long to head down to the kitchens, to spend a few minutes talking with the staff and allowing himself to catch up with them while the coffee brews, and soon enough he's retracing his steps back to the blue bedroom with a tray in hand, a small carafe of coffee and a little pitcher of milk joined by the sugar bowl and a plate with some cut-up fruit balanced between two cups just in case she's feeling a tad peckish as well as desperately in need for caffeine.
Benedict may or may not have snagged a sausage roll while he was in the kitchens. Nobody'll be any the wiser, he was careful to wipe away all crumbs of evidence.
Kate is a bleary lump in the bed when he returns, a sight that has him chuckling quietly as he circles the bed and sets the tray down on the bedside table. ]
Of course you weren't, [ he agrees affably, nudging her over for a moment so he can fish through the pillows to locate her hair-tie that worked its way out of her hair in the night. ] Here you go.
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Date: 2021-10-28 12:48 am (UTC)Benedict may or may not have snagged a sausage roll while he was in the kitchens. Nobody'll be any the wiser, he was careful to wipe away all crumbs of evidence.
Kate is a bleary lump in the bed when he returns, a sight that has him chuckling quietly as he circles the bed and sets the tray down on the bedside table. ]
Of course you weren't, [ he agrees affably, nudging her over for a moment so he can fish through the pillows to locate her hair-tie that worked its way out of her hair in the night. ] Here you go.