Inja giggled at Abai's apparent confusion over who she was with a change in clothing and hurried over to a seat near the kitchen, but a few chairs away from all the other people. She fidgets with her fingers twisting together in her lap as she casts quick glances at the other patrons, but avoids making eye contact for more than a split second. Her shoulders rise and fall with each breath that tries to keep up with the pace of her racing heart.
Most of her attention is directed t the kitchen with the wonderful chocolate milk.
"What was that... Uhm... Cluck, but... Something else. What was that something else? Aldegoat?" Her head tilts to the side as she tries desperately to remember what that meal was called.
Most of her attention is directed t the kitchen with the wonderful chocolate milk.
"What was that... Uhm... Cluck, but... Something else. What was that something else? Aldegoat?" Her head tilts to the side as she tries desperately to remember what that meal was called.
