Her head finally cooled off as she stepped in. She was still disappointed thinking about how they behaved. How could they ever be so cruel? She refused further thoughts. It made her cry. She sat down at her table and a cake sat in front of her. A cake.
Dedicated to you, it wrote. "What is this? Tribute for a dead hero?" She was cynical. They wasted the morning with cupped ears, probably be baking cakes on their heads. She was all the more angry. She set it aside. Their generosity was doubtful; it was only an idea to alleviate the explosion. She was displeased. Her heart was hard as steel. She was not thankful. She bite her tongue off.
"Hey, why do you leave it there?" Her distasteful response was radiating. She set a numb face and remained calm.
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