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{@ObstinateSon} —over herself again. Laughing again when she steadies herself. She wasn't the most graceful after a few.

{@ObstinateSon} —the street cart she'd been talking about. “I can smell it from here.” Breaking into a huge grin on her face.

{@ObstinateSon} —in it. She gives a bit of a giddy laugh before starting into the first one right away.

{@ObstinateSon} —grin on her face as she finishes off the last bit of food in her mouth.

•@ObstinateSon• —clear as a chill goes down her back. “Either it's gotten colder or I'm not as drunk as I was before.”

•@ObstinateSon• —but could be better.”

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