It's for the good of the people. [ Sharon glances, briefly, in his direction. A good head taller than her, with a mess of dark hair; she wonders if it's the light that makes his skin look so sallow, or if he's turning into a hungry, hungry, wendigo.
She returns her attention to a can in her hend, blue eyes scanning the ingredient list. Huh. No indication that the meatballs contain more than just an odd, gross mixture of pig, cow, and turkey. ] Unless you're a fan of long pig?
[ In which case, she'd be happy to give you all the cans. ]
no worries!!
She returns her attention to a can in her hend, blue eyes scanning the ingredient list. Huh. No indication that the meatballs contain more than just an odd, gross mixture of pig, cow, and turkey. ] Unless you're a fan of long pig?
[ In which case, she'd be happy to give you all the cans. ]