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Another stressful, unforgiving day. My, his young master was quite the popular fellow in town. A flawless, pure white, fabric bound hand set the last of the many packages above the carriage as lycoris colored optics shifted to meet Ciel, standing proudly beneath him.
Stepping down, the Phantomhive butler pressed a hand above his heart in one, fluid motion, the lightest of smiles on his lips as he spoke, “Young Master, if I can, I suggest one last stop to purchase dinner. Our outing did not allow me prepare…”
As the young master stepped from the carriage, he gazed up at the sky. The sun had already begun its downward journey, and it would only be a couple hours before sunset. They’d stayed out longer than he’d planned, which would put a hold on a lot of business. He wasn’t happy about it, but perhaps it was his own fault. After all, the visit to the sweets shop had taken… significantly longer than planned as the young earl couldn’t make up his mind on sweets. However, he wouldn’t admit such a thing.
As if on cue from the mention of dinner, Ciel’s stomach managed a small, involuntary growl. He was indeed hungry, and it would be hard to wait. Brushing off the embarrassing sound his stomach had made, he quickly piped in,
