[Gosh Farah. At least, even if Sonia's the type to hoard and hold onto physical memories, she wouldn't leave the embarrassing memories in plain view for visitors to see. That could potentially bring up a conversation for those who aren't in the know, and no way would she be able to tell the full story without getting humiliated herself.]
You're really calling my cookies 'deerlets', aren't you. [Well they are mutated deerlets, but... she wouldn't call them 'deerlets' in any time of the day.] Anyway- Yes, that exactly how it ended up being. It looked overdone on the outside, but when I took a bite for a test...
[Spat out immediately and into the trash bin they go. She had learned a valuable lesson that day on her own- no more shortcuts for the time being. When she sees Farah takes a bite of the reindeer, Sonia curiously tilts her head at her and waits to hear her verdict.]
How is it?
[Everyone else she had visited prior to Farah enjoyed her homemade cookies. They're definitely not the be all end all of cookie, but the taste is deliciously serviceable to the mouth.]
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Date: 9/1/19 07:57 (UTC)You're really calling my cookies 'deerlets', aren't you. [Well they are mutated deerlets, but... she wouldn't call them 'deerlets' in any time of the day.] Anyway- Yes, that exactly how it ended up being. It looked overdone on the outside, but when I took a bite for a test...
[Spat out immediately and into the trash bin they go. She had learned a valuable lesson that day on her own- no more shortcuts for the time being. When she sees Farah takes a bite of the reindeer, Sonia curiously tilts her head at her and waits to hear her verdict.]
How is it?
[Everyone else she had visited prior to Farah enjoyed her homemade cookies. They're definitely not the be all end all of cookie, but the taste is deliciously serviceable to the mouth.]