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(oh jeez I'm so sorry, I thought for sure I had replied- must've forgot to hit submit or something stupid like that hhhk)
Liam raised his eyebrows and leaned a bit closer to the items in interest. "Oh my, the razors are good, but we don't want to HURT people either... Maybe working with the salt and peppers still... Y'know, start off slow, we can always amp it up as the camp continues~"
"Hmm, good idea. Hold on.." Beatrice said, before running to the fridge. She quickly dumped the milk out the window. "Just in case.. She muttered. She ran back.
Goodbye terrible season, hello spring! I still hate daylight savings time.
He nodded. "There's also ice cream in the freezer! Not to throw it out, but they tend to lock it up, now if I can just find the key..." He climbed a rather precarious counter and started rummaging in the cabinet above. "Catch!" He tossed down a pair of disposable gloves. "Maybe burning ourselves with the peppers wouldn't be ideal." He finally found the key, picked it up, and put it back into a different place, as if it had simply been innocently misplaced by the staff.
"You know, instead on throwing out the ice cream, we could eat it later. " She replied, putting a pair of gloves on. She looked around, making sure no one came in. She paced back and forth, wondering if this whole plan would work.
Goodbye terrible season, hello spring! I still hate daylight savings time.
"Worry not, I simply changed the key's place so they'll take a bit more time to succeed in finding it if they tried to." He replied easily. Liam hopped down, snapped on his gloves, and grinned at her, brandishing two knives and cutting boards. "Shall we begin?" He placed them both down and ccarefully started carving open and chopping up one of the peppers.
"Oh..." He waved the knife nonchalantly, realised what he was doing, and put it down again. "Y'know. Someplace not interesting. Pretty much like everyone else. With a name too boring to remember, a lot of plants and not enough people. Do you come from somewhere in particular?" He raised an eyebrow.
"Sounds interesting. I live a few miles northwest from here, city. Boring, too many people." Beatrice replied, with a slight smile. This was honestly true, but she left out the part of a terrible school system.
Goodbye terrible season, hello spring! I still hate daylight savings time.