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”[*sip*] Oh! Oh my, that is _very__ strong… Hm, should be more specific next time Vinyl goes shopping, must let her know to ask for the ones grown in the Griffish Isles. Ah, well, nothing some milk and sugar can’t remedy, at least slightly…”_
In the kitchen and with the kettle ready, Octavia despite her massively swollen self has somehow managed to brew a proper cuppa for both of them, or one as well as she could. Though, I do certainly hope she remembers to pick out the right milk from the fridge…
