[Well, she eyes the two men to the side. Of course she could fight them but she's lost all will power at this point. With a bitter smile, she looks down at the table...
...and her stomach growls.]
I'm hungry...
[...right. She devoured all that and she's still hungry. Maybe it's nerves, maybe it's the guilt, but all she wants to do right now is eat.]
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...and her stomach growls.]
I'm hungry...
[...right. She devoured all that and she's still hungry. Maybe it's nerves, maybe it's the guilt, but all she wants to do right now is eat.]
Do I get a final meal?