( historia suddenly snatched the piece of bread right out of sasha’s hands. )
mine.
( without waiting for the inevitable protest, she turned on her heel and bolted, clutching the bread as she ran. )
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( she cast a quick glance around. other than the sound of their own footsteps, everything was quiet. not a single voice or footstep reached her ears. )
DON’T WOOORRY ❗️THERE’S NO ONE AROUND ‼️
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( the meat was safely tucked beneath her jacket. now came the next part of the mission: making sure no one took their dinner. )
𝗔𝗥𝗨𝗠𝗜𝗜𝗜𝗡 ❗️ C’MON, RUN, RUN ❗️
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Wooded floorboard creak beneath their feet.
“You can…smell it?”
sniff sniff.
“Oh! I can smell the seasonings.”
He’s having…too much fun for something this…/nefarious/.
He sneaks to one of the cupboards, quietly gathering ingredients.