blessingone: (all spun awake and twisted in the heat)
Fenimore ([personal profile] blessingone) wrote 2013-04-17 11:42 pm (UTC)

2/3

[She cuts herself off in mid-sentence and sniffs the air. And then sniffs again.

...She'd left a batch of tarts on, hadn't she. That smell was them starting to burn, wasn't it.]

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