*I glance up from cutting wood outside.* You sayin' somethin', Amber? *I wipe the sweat from my brow with my flannel sleeve, then shield my eyes as I look in the window to her.*
*Amber's face flushes red as she realizes she was overheard* Oh, uh...nothing! Just, uh...talking about...pie! Yeah, pie. *She smiles nervously*
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2Inhuman
4 hours ago
Gwen Blackthorne
6 hours ago
The creamiest cream pies.
*I glance up from cutting wood outside.* You sayin' somethin', Amber? *I wipe the sweat from my brow with my flannel sleeve, then shield my eyes as I look in the window to her.*
*Amber's face flushes red as she realizes she was overheard* Oh, uh...nothing! Just, uh...talking about...pie! Yeah, pie. *She smiles nervously*
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