Justin Finch-Fletchley (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} basilisk_srvivr) wrote in ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} pandorarpg, |
He reluctantly let her go to pour them each a glass of wine, and took the cover off of a plate on the small table. The wine was one of his 'special' magical wines, the one that tasted of music that he'd favoured lately, and he held a glass out to her. Only once she took it did he get his own glass, picking up the plate and leading her over to the sofa.
"I hope you like the wine. I made it myself, and that's not just a line," he added with a grin.