Thread: Bellamy and Aloysius Who: Bellamy Larsen and Aloysius Scarvell. When: April 1st. Evening. Where: Clayground. What: Bellamy wants tea. Aloysius serves tea! No llamas.
Bellamy was out running some errands when he decided he really wanted a cup of tea. He eyed the window of Jitters and decided that the line up was too long for his liking, and so he did a detour to Clayground. People didn't always think of Clayground for tea and coffee, because they thought of... clay!
He was wearing jeans, a blue shirt and a begie cordroy coat over top. His dirty blonde hair was ruffled and disheveled. Bellamy always looked a little bit like he had just rolled over bed. Which often was the truth. But even when it wasn't.
He pushed through the door. And went up to the cafe-counter. "Earl gray, hot," he said and then he grinned boyish and sort of sheepish and laughed at his own joke. "No, not really. Actually just black tea with cream. Please."