( A good thing, normally, even with the strange link between her appreciated her good health and feeling uneasy with how incredibly unfeminine she feels.
Cigarette set down, she grabs two wooden cups, and a brown bottle of something that smells a bit like an apple smacking you in the face with a brick, if the brick were also made of apples. It’s potent and sweet, rather than good, and she smiles apologetically as she holds a cup out to Astrid. )
Sorry. Daan would be able to make a mean cocktail with this, at least.
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( A good thing, normally, even with the strange link between her appreciated her good health and feeling uneasy with how incredibly unfeminine she feels.
Cigarette set down, she grabs two wooden cups, and a brown bottle of something that smells a bit like an apple smacking you in the face with a brick, if the brick were also made of apples. It’s potent and sweet, rather than good, and she smiles apologetically as she holds a cup out to Astrid. )
Sorry. Daan would be able to make a mean cocktail with this, at least.