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martelandmany

FIFTY-SEVEN souls » a futile attempt to cook

Jun 15, 2010 23:32

[ Sometime this evening, the distinct smell of burnt baking wafts out the kitchen windows of house 8 (which is wide open to vent, because good lord do blackened cupcakes smell). Martel's emerging from the house with a tray of gross black objects, looking slightly dejected but somehow determined ( Read more... )

oh god don't eat it, **ic, taking initiative, not burying a body i swear, wants to learn, *action, ugh what's that smell, baking!

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enrappigtured June 17 2010, 05:31:44 UTC

[Peony joins her as she looks at the sky.]

Do you think that message is for me?

martelandmany June 17 2010, 06:34:50 UTC

[She sounds amused:] 'The great one'? [Turns gaze from Peony to the sky.] Though the hearts have me somewhat convinced.

enrappigtured June 17 2010, 06:44:35 UTC

It's obviously a secret admirer.

martelandmany June 19 2010, 05:52:55 UTC

Clearly. [She'll humor you.]

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