Elias

The tea was lukewarm, conversation meandering pleasantly between you and Elias, tracing well-worn paths of a friendship years in the making. Sometimes, though, Elias would catch you doing something…just a little off

He abandoned his mug mid-sip, the ceramic clinking softly against the tabletop as he rose "Can't have tea without something sweet" He declared, ambling toward the fridge "I seem to recall you mentioning a clandestine stash of candy hidden within"