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Weaver
Inspired from socks by Out of Luck
Cinnamonroll
“What’s up? How you been?”
Is it okay to say I don’t want this to end?
“Madeleine? Is that really you?”
Madeleine looked up from her plate.
“Felix?”
“It is!” His normally stoic face lit up.
“I haven’t seen you in a while. How
are you?”
“I’ve been around. Cinnamon roll?”
Madeleine offered one from her plate.
Felix shook his head, “I’m good,”
then gestured to the chair in front of
her. “Do you mind?”
“Not at all.”
He took a seat. For a few moments,
nobody said anything. Felix was
chewing on his lip, staring at her.
Madeleine was waiting for him to say
something, absentmindedly taking a
bite from the roll she offered him.
Finally, she decided to break the ice,
“What brings you here to this bakery
I frequent?”
He ran a hand through his hair. “I…
actually don’t know. I never really
liked pastries, but today somehow felt
right?” Felix looked meaningfully at
her. “I don’t know. I just felt like it.”
There was a pregnant pause. Felix
looked like he was back to his normal,
cool state, but Madeleine could tell he
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was internally squirming. As awkward
as the conversation was going, she
didn’t want him to go yet.
Before she could say anything, Felix
spoke up, “So what do you usually
order here?”
Madeleine stared at him blankly, then
to her plate of cinnamon rolls.
“Oh. Right.” Felix murmured. “Of
course.”
“They’re my favorite,” she offered.
“You sure you don’t want one?”
Felix shrugged. “Why not.”
He grabbed the smallest one and took
a bite as well. “These are surprisingly
good,” he commented, nodding.
Madeleine beamed lightly, “I know,
right? I swear, this bakery is the best.”
She waved to the counter. “The
shopkeeper knows me, since I’m such
a regular patron. She even offered to
start baking madeleines, just because
of me, but you know,” Madeleine
laughed, “that’d be pretty weird. I just
asked her to never stop making
cinnamon rolls.”
Felix laughed along her, easing up.
“That’s pretty funny.”
“So yeah,” she leaned back, “you got
anywhere you need to be?”
He checked his watch. “An
appointment in twenty minutes.”