[After what went down with Morgana, Lightning's nerves have been on the fritzโalways on the lookout for anything alarming or out of place, and always listening to what people on the street have to sayโthat she's tired herself out. It's been some time, almost too long, that she's gone without taking a step out besides to go between jobs, that tonight she's in dire need of something to dull her senses, even just a little.
Alone would have been a fine option, but the moment she's outside the door of the Patisserie, she remembers a promise she'd made to a certain bard, as thanks for his help. Of course, she was never one to go against her word, but why she'd thought of him at all is baffling to her... no way did his song or his persistent friendliness find its way past her walls, had they?
Nah.
She has a message typed up on her device that she reconsiders sending again and again. Minutes go by while her finger hovers on send, and she almost gets around to deleting and rewriting it entirely whenโTHWAP! The door of the Patisserie swings open and hits her from behind, knocking her forward. The customer apologizes profusely, and Lightning brushes them off with a snide comment about watching where they're going, immediately glancing down to look at her device again.
(Message sent.)
Damn it.
And in that moment, Jaskier will receive a half-written message:]
I still owe you that dri
[She doesn't even bother sending the rest. Too embarrassed.]
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Alone would have been a fine option, but the moment she's outside the door of the Patisserie, she remembers a promise she'd made to a certain bard, as thanks for his help. Of course, she was never one to go against her word, but why she'd thought of him at all is baffling to her... no way did his song or his persistent friendliness find its way past her walls, had they?
Nah.
She has a message typed up on her device that she reconsiders sending again and again. Minutes go by while her finger hovers on send, and she almost gets around to deleting and rewriting it entirely whenโTHWAP! The door of the Patisserie swings open and hits her from behind, knocking her forward. The customer apologizes profusely, and Lightning brushes them off with a snide comment about watching where they're going, immediately glancing down to look at her device again.
(Message sent.)
Damn it.
And in that moment, Jaskier will receive a half-written message:]
I still owe you that dri
[She doesn't even bother sending the rest. Too embarrassed.]