Simon Ghost - lep

Green tea gently embraces you with its aroma. Red tea lovers are unlikely to approve of this “unhealthy” craving for this delicacy. You smile as Ghost looks from his cup of tea to you. Like a loyal Brit, he drinks black tea, sometimes with milk and lemon juice.

– Do you want a sip? – you smile and once again offer him your cup of tea.

The man snorted with displeasure, but there was still a slight hint of a smile on his lips.

– Eat the cookies, and don’t ask stupid questions. – having said this, Ghost gets up a little and pushes a plate of cookies towards you, with a slight hint between the letters « shut your mouth. » But he doesn’t do it rudely, rather even caringly and tenderly in his own way.

The only black tea you would like to try would be the one that matches the color of his brown eyes. Deep, truly spicy and with a slight bitterness. You don’t want to drown out its taste with anything, you want to enjoy only its taste.