cooking by the book /-/ alcohol cake, open /-/ ft lil jon

[deimos]

DELDRACH

FEMALE — LIONESS — LONER

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She stabbed the sabre into the ground beside her, and gestured to the cake. "Go ahead and take a slice." She said, before grunting. "Deldrach. Don't mention it." She seemed to be in an okay mood, before her mood was ruined when this asshole decided to walk in. And suddenly, her queen complex was back.

A cold smirk touched the jowls on her face as she turned her head, gold and silver paired eyes staring down at him. "I know it burns off when you cook it in the batter. But the taste remains. Besides, it's in the icing." Deldrach returned, cool in tone but she had the cold anger beneath her breath, one that told tales of demise in the near future. "And you have it completely right, I am a pussy. A cat. Hating myself, however.. its the complete opposite." Deldrach rose, taking her sabre and sheathing it.

"I love myself, unlike the person who's telling me otherwise."

#psychosocial.