Taylor snickered. "Aw am I going to have to make up for going to the limit?" She tucked the hair out of her face.
Taylor snickered a moment. "Stabbing pancakes is a little more satisfying honestly." She remarked. When asked about her wish she sipped at her drink. "Well, Mom died when I was three." She held the cup in both hands. "Murdered by the man that raised me, I was kind of his trophy for it." Taylor didn't look up. "Let's just say it, wasn't at all like I had thought it would be."
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Date: 2021-06-30 01:51 am (UTC)Taylor snickered a moment. "Stabbing pancakes is a little more satisfying honestly." She remarked. When asked about her wish she sipped at her drink. "Well, Mom died when I was three." She held the cup in both hands. "Murdered by the man that raised me, I was kind of his trophy for it." Taylor didn't look up. "Let's just say it, wasn't at all like I had thought it would be."