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Sugar, Lemon, or Milk?
For cedara: Ducky, Abby, and a cup of tea.
takes place after Pavlovian Response
"Ah, thank you, my dear." Ducky accepted the teacup and settled back into his chair with a sigh of pleasure. "What brings you by today?"
Abby stirred sugar into her own cup, looking into the amber depths. "I..." She sighed, sipping carefully. "Something happened, and I'm not sure quite what to do about it."
After a moment of silence, Ducky leaned forward. "And this is something you cannot share with me?"
"It's...complicated." Abby chewed her lip. "And I don't really know what it was. It was one night, Ducky, you know? One insane night that didn't even feel real the next morning. And neither one of us have said anything about it since, but--"
"But you wish he would?" Ducky asked gently.
"I don't know!" Abby groaned. "I don't know how I feel about it. Or about anything."
"Perhaps you should talk to him," Ducky suggested with a slight smile. "I've found that often works well."
"I can't." Abby sighed and drank some more tea. "Do you have any more cookies?"
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