[There's a small plate of two pastries left in Ferdinand's room on the bed. (Sebastian is good about knowing these things, ok.)
There's a note attached, torn from the corner of a page, hand-written, and ridiculous for a thirteen-ish year old child:]
One is baklava. It's a Turkish dessert, made of filo pastry and filled with nuts. It's sweetened with syrup and honey. The other you should know. Berliner Pfannkuchen.
sorta action, fuck the police; d83
There's a note attached, torn from the corner of a page, hand-written, and ridiculous for a thirteen-ish year old child:]
One is baklava. It's a Turkish dessert, made of filo pastry and filled with nuts. It's sweetened with syrup and honey. The other you should know. Berliner Pfannkuchen.
Now we're even again.