week 3 curfew ; house 01

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[ HONKS EVERYONE'S NOSES SADLY ]

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[braise]

Yeah, it's me.

[ She sighs. TRUST HER, SHE KNOWS. ]

I'm fine, but thanks.

[ tbh she could probably use some help getting the bowls down but she's so much taller than you right now that it feels like a dick move to ask. ]

Ah- actually, can you hand me that jar over there? The dried rosemary?