Até: Ruin, Infatuation, Obsession, & Love's Folly (banishedruin) wrote in utr_logs,
She didn't even look up at the wail - she knew her daughter well enough to know one cry from another, as well as what usually set them off. From where she stood in the kitchen, she hid her smirk, continuing to stir the sauce she was making.
"Hades hath no fury like a child whose cheerio munching is interrupted."
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