Another soft, quiet snort. "Well, I'm not exactly used to sugar anymore..." she rasped, shrugging. "Though I seem to remember cake going with a different kind of high."
They were some of her last on-island memories before... everything. Of course she'd hung on to them.
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Date: 30 Jul 2020 13:14 (UTC)They were some of her last on-island memories before... everything. Of course she'd hung on to them.