“I think you should leave”. After watching Rei down her sixth cup of tea, my curiosity fades.
Now I remember the reason why I hate having guests over. Those teabags were expensive as f**k.
She sits there, blinking at me in faux innocence. It makes me want to slam my head against the wall. “I thought you were interested in this”.
She taps the black disc on the table twice.
I eye both it and her in disdain. “My interest died around the time you poured your fourth cup”.
Sakura snickers. Yes, Sakura.
Being the gossip that she is— she refused to go to bed upon meeting Rei. I can understand her being curious, but this information that the tea-thief wants to share seems a bit dangerous.
Like a poisoned chalice.
But Sakura isn’t a true gossip for nothing.
“Wouldn’t it be rude to lea
