[Joffrey may have been up since ten, but Sansa was up since 8 AM getting ready. She'd woken up early, taken a nice shower and painted her toes and nails. Then, she'd blow-dried her hair, and styled it, half of it up with a few curls hanging down. After dressing in a nice sundress she'd set about to doing her makeup-- nice and natural-- before going downstairs for breakfast at around eleven. That was when she'd started texting him, asking if he was still on for the day, if he was going to eat lunch, what-have-you. But no response. Sighing irritably, she was content to pace the kitchen until she finally got a text from him informing her that he'd be late.]
[No one was surprised.]
[But, Sansa put on a happy face. It was Saturday, these things happened. Instead, she used the hour to busy herself in the kitchen again, making a batch of her famous lemon cakes, complete with a batch of butter creme frosting. She was just putting the finishing touches when she heard the knock at the door. Uttering a small scream, she took a moment to compose herself.] Okay, breathe, Sansa. Breathe. You can do this. Just be cool. [Smoothing down the front of her dress and checking her lip-gloss in the mirror, Sansa made her way to the front door, Lady in tow. Taking a deep breath, she opens the door, smiling brightly.] Joffrey! Hi! I'm so glad you could make it. Lady, heel. [The dog had moved to start sniffing him already.] Leave Joffrey alone, okay, girl?
[Grabbing on to her collar, Sansa pushed the dog back inside slightly, before straightening up and smiling.] Sorry about her. She's a good girl, she just likes meeting new people. How are you? I just made lemon cakes, if you want any! [Oh god he was so pretty.]
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[No one was surprised.]
[But, Sansa put on a happy face. It was Saturday, these things happened. Instead, she used the hour to busy herself in the kitchen again, making a batch of her famous lemon cakes, complete with a batch of butter creme frosting. She was just putting the finishing touches when she heard the knock at the door. Uttering a small scream, she took a moment to compose herself.] Okay, breathe, Sansa. Breathe. You can do this. Just be cool. [Smoothing down the front of her dress and checking her lip-gloss in the mirror, Sansa made her way to the front door, Lady in tow. Taking a deep breath, she opens the door, smiling brightly.] Joffrey! Hi! I'm so glad you could make it. Lady, heel. [The dog had moved to start sniffing him already.] Leave Joffrey alone, okay, girl?
[Grabbing on to her collar, Sansa pushed the dog back inside slightly, before straightening up and smiling.] Sorry about her. She's a good girl, she just likes meeting new people. How are you? I just made lemon cakes, if you want any! [Oh god he was so pretty.]