08-05-2018, 05:35 PM
How did cry know all these recipes? Thousands and thousands of hours of trial and error. Laughing, experimenting and spending time with her mother and brother. It was the best few years of her life. Cry sighed, taking a large gulp of the strawberry mixture to drown her sorrows in overly sugary fruit juice. She opened her eyes, about to speak, when Locket swooped down and snatched a drink. The crow sneered. bitch, She muttered under her breath. Sure. They were there for everyone, so she couldn't exactly be angry, but that shrike rubbed her the wrong way.
She turned to izuku. She blinked. She sighed and reached down to fiddle with the tiny umbrella in her cup. My mother taught me. She replied, He taught both of us. My brother and I. She lifted up the strawberry chunk, splitting it and half and swallowing the shard. We both know each one by heart. Ironic that she did not have one anymore. She lifted a wing up at the drinks, swishing it slightly. Yes, he could take one. They're for everyone.
"SPEECH"