discoveredinalj | Drabble Tree Challenge

crimson_37's last word was mouth. Oh the things we could write about that! And yet, look what I did...

Shhh, I'm not really here.

Mouth opening and closing, eyes open wide; it takes a full thirty seconds for Bodie to realise that Doyle is in shock.

Gently pulling him by the shoulders, he steers Doyle into a chair and sits him down, pouring him a drink.

He presses the glass into Doyle’s hand. “Here. Get that down you.”

Doyle lifts it to his lips and splutters as the fiery liquid hits the back of his throat, bringing him back to his senses.

He looks at the table and then up at Bodie, bewilderment in his eyes.

“But….. you’ve never cooked dinner for me before!”

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