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⠀⠀⠀ looking at her shelf, a small grin forming.
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⠀⠀⠀ “could we order a new shelf.ᐣ mines almost full, i’ll need more space . . . and maybe some more books too.ᐣ oh oh, and metal, i have some plans in the basement but ill need a lot of scraps.”
nodding softly, the woman would look around and then sigh.
"If you'd like.. I can get you some more sketchbooks and pencils from Duke. I'm going out there this evening. Totally up to you. "
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⠀⠀⠀ curling up back in her spot, nodding slowly.
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⠀⠀⠀ “i’ve been working on it. figured i’d try it after filling up . . . 87 journals 𝑜𝒻 sketches.”
|| my little head cannon.
she loves her daughters very much and went Ethan k**lled them all, her heart literally shattered, thinking about her babies 🥺🥺
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⠀⠀⠀ gaze softened, opening the door further and taking the cup gently. a small nod following before she’d lead the way into her room, the couch before the fireplace.
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⠀⠀⠀ “just went down to buy some more paints and oils. seems about the same.”
she smiled warmly at her daughter, offering her a cup of blood.
"Just wanted to see how you all were doing. Has there been any activity in the village?"