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[michaeloffire]

The woman woke up, didn't she? I made her a cake since she seems to like that shit. It looks mostly normal! Maybe the top is a little fallen in, but that's where the ice cream can be put if Lucifer makes some for her. I was trying to read one of those human books on sickness that was on the shelf, and the words match up with the wordshit on the

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[willowtenbrook]

You didn't have to make me cake.

[michaeloffire]

Uck likes ice cream. Can't have ice cream without cake and shit. It had it in that book, and you were sick. John and Jack-John like you so, you can't be fucking sick. Then they worry.

[willowtenbrook]

Nothing to worry about. Fine now. Wanna share some cake?

[michaeloffire]

I think they were worried and shit. I wasn't.

Maybe. Let me go get it.