[ hong lu, who has a shortbread cookie and is marveling at how easily they crumble in his hands, looks up with a smile. don looks happy, hong lu thinks. it's a different kind of happiness than the sort she has when running her lance through an abnormality, and it's a different kind of happiness than the sort she has when standing up for justice in the face of truly overwhelming odds. there's a difference in the type and degree of happiness, which is a thought that he hasn't had often before, but is a thought that he supposes deserves a little more mulling over later.
hong lu eats the half of the cookie that he has left, and is brushing from his sweater the other half that has become golden sprinkles. ]
I like the order, though? It made it very exciting in the middle~ Can we submit questions next time, Don? Maybe we can ask about favourite ways to prepare fried chicken. [ because if outis or meursault show up next, hong lu wants to see blood- i mean, he wants to have a good time! yeah!! ] Or what makes them the most happy is a good question too.
tagging in but sorry in advance, i will be slow π
hong lu eats the half of the cookie that he has left, and is brushing from his sweater the other half that has become golden sprinkles. ]
I like the order, though? It made it very exciting in the middle~ Can we submit questions next time, Don? Maybe we can ask about favourite ways to prepare fried chicken. [ because if outis or meursault show up next, hong lu wants to see blood- i mean, he wants to have a good time! yeah!! ] Or what makes them the most happy is a good question too.