[You know what's great about today? There isn't candy everywhere, keeping her from precious and delicious consumables. Going back to the "daily" routine -- it's one way to recover from something as traumatic as the moon supposedly crashing against the surface of the village.
But her attention is diverted the moment she notices a flash of green by the aisle with the eggs. The written entry comes to mind. She'd read it. She just hadn't responded, because she prefers face-to-face interaction.
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But her attention is diverted the moment she notices a flash of green by the aisle with the eggs. The written entry comes to mind. She'd read it. She just hadn't responded, because she prefers face-to-face interaction.
What the heck is he doing?]
How're the eggs?