[ your pride will be your downfall ONCE AGAIN, furry boy.
with a soft sigh through his nose, he moves the tray so it's in easier reach for him, calmly setting the teacup closer and neatly cleaning the spot it was in with a napkin. if he's not going to ask for the help, then so be it - but he'll let him have what shreds of dignity he's trying to cling to. ]
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with a soft sigh through his nose, he moves the tray so it's in easier reach for him, calmly setting the teacup closer and neatly cleaning the spot it was in with a napkin. if he's not going to ask for the help, then so be it - but he'll let him have what shreds of dignity he's trying to cling to. ]
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he takes the cup, and holds it. judging by his expression, he's embarrassed and he hates that he is. ]
... It smells good, at least.
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pretending that he doesn't notice the embarrassment, or that he helped at all, he tidies up the tray as if there was ever a mess to begin with. ]
A loose leaf blend with ginger, lavender, chamomile, rosehip... hopefully it will help.