You are going to burn your tongue, and I am going to laugh.
[Adele shakes her head and moves to settle on one of the sofas. If she's to be here, she may as well be comfortable. And now? With the teacup warming her hands, the delicate aroma of a subtly sweet white tea in the air, the sound of the ocean? She was a little more at peace than she had been in a long while.]
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[Adele shakes her head and moves to settle on one of the sofas. If she's to be here, she may as well be comfortable. And now? With the teacup warming her hands, the delicate aroma of a subtly sweet white tea in the air, the sound of the ocean? She was a little more at peace than she had been in a long while.]