[ it's been quite awhile since he's made tea himself, honestly.
Mikazuki... why ya scootin... Hijikata only glances at him since he doesn't really mind. then a nod: ] Ah, yeah...
[ a favourite..? he thinks about it for awhile, mostly because he isn't sure. he honestly might not have a favourite, actually but he could at least show Mikazuki this one... .... ... he flips a few pages over to a page- where the the fascinating rows of bedding / are made of the white / morning snow haiku is (this one should be familiar!).
under it is... Gone / the precious snow / no longer to be found in the yard with the pine ]
These two were sort of suppose to be together. I wrote them from when we had the first snowing in the HQ one year... Then when it all melted.
[ there's no way he's reading his own stuff out loud though. ]
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[ it's been quite awhile since he's made tea himself, honestly.
Mikazuki... why ya scootin... Hijikata only glances at him since he doesn't really mind. then a nod: ] Ah, yeah...
[ a favourite..? he thinks about it for awhile, mostly because he isn't sure. he honestly might not have a favourite, actually but he could at least show Mikazuki this one... .... ... he flips a few pages over to a page- where the the fascinating rows of bedding / are made of the white / morning snow haiku is (this one should be familiar!).
under it is... Gone / the precious snow / no longer to be found in the yard with the pine ]
These two were sort of suppose to be together. I wrote them from when we had the first snowing in the HQ one year... Then when it all melted.
[ there's no way he's reading his own stuff out loud though. ]