[She really, really wants to say it wasn't that bad. But Morgan prided herself on making green tea so bitter your tongue would fall off. And she liked it that way.
So all Maya can manage is a noncommittal eeehhhhh noise, shrugging a shoulder.]
That's the one, at least.
She's... Something, alright.
[Maya's voice pitters off into something a bit more meek, and she sighs.
Morgan.
Why is it so hard to place how she feels about Morgan?]
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So all Maya can manage is a noncommittal eeehhhhh noise, shrugging a shoulder.]
That's the one, at least.
She's... Something, alright.
[Maya's voice pitters off into something a bit more meek, and she sighs.
Morgan.
Why is it so hard to place how she feels about Morgan?]