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Breakfast or Life?
Characters: Angel and Wren
Setting: Early evening, A block kitchen
Angel had eventually left the pool, but hadn’t bothered to do more than throw his pants on over his wet self and underwear, drawn by his growling stomach more than anything else. So he was puttering around the kitchen, stoked to find ingredients for pancakes even though it was evening. Nothing wrong with breakfast for dinner. It was odd, the gang member, drastically terrifying tattoo on his bare back, humming to himself and making pancakes, but it was a nice reminder of home. His mother, despite her husband’s line of business had been a pretty traditional mother.
( I'm ready to die )
Setting: Early evening, A block kitchen
Angel had eventually left the pool, but hadn’t bothered to do more than throw his pants on over his wet self and underwear, drawn by his growling stomach more than anything else. So he was puttering around the kitchen, stoked to find ingredients for pancakes even though it was evening. Nothing wrong with breakfast for dinner. It was odd, the gang member, drastically terrifying tattoo on his bare back, humming to himself and making pancakes, but it was a nice reminder of home. His mother, despite her husband’s line of business had been a pretty traditional mother.
( I'm ready to die )