Tuni had pulled her own books over with her own assortment of notes once she'd notice Febs going for her own. She supposed it would be a good distraction for her friend. Giving both of them something to focus on, Tuni settled with her own things and called for the maid to come in when she heard a knock at the door. The tea was ushered in and Tuni set to pouring themselves a cup. "How do you like yours?" she questioned, feeling a bit ashamed for not knowing.

But once it was seen to, she offered the cup and nodded to her friend with a smile. "I honestly think it was perhaps the best decision I've made," she answered honestly before taking a small sip of her own tea and plucking up a cookie of her own, "I know my father isn't the most fond of it but..." She shrugged, "I enjoy it and it's far more entertaining than the tedious events we're expected to attend. Especially since I've no desire to find a husband. Not from there anyways." She'd already found him, she was certain of it. It was just a matter of getting to that point.

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