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[emulsions]

[ This is the first time he's really doing this shit on this mind-imposed social network, so bear with him. ]

I'm a shitty judge of timing, so maybe this isn't...a good time, but—

I've got this batch of Twinkies. If you've never seen one, it's a 4-inch traditional sponge cake with a cream filling. Vanilla only. They're as close to store-bought as you're gonna get in this place.

If you've got a hankering for processed junk from home, I'll be at the Nocwich square handing them out whenever the doors open again.

...

Okay, that's all, thank you.

(( ooc: threadjacking welcome; if you reply, you can assume your character got a twinkie. feel free to spontaneously make other food requests. ))

Comments

[emulsions]

The catch is if you hate it, you have to tell me.

I've been going a little insane so you guys are doing me a favor, really.
The last few weeks have been pretty fucked.

[ Please let him solve your snack problems so he doesn't need to think about all the shitty things going on. ]

[wiedzminka]

Not much of a catch. What'll you do if I hate it?

Fair enough. You're not wrong. Though I'd raise you "the last few months."

[emulsions]

Feel shitty about it, then...make it better.
I think you'll like it, though.

That's about when I got here.
Guess life's just kinda like that.

[wiedzminka]

It sounds delicious. Seems like it's something from your world that others are familiar with. You've caused some excitement, by the looks of it.

Why is it called a "Twinkie"?

I've been here for years, and it has gotten more... eventful. But it was never quiet. In some ways, you get used to it.

[emulsions]

Couldn't tell you if I wanted. Branding, I think?

Hey, where are you at? Not the castle?

[wiedzminka]

I suspect your definition of "branding" has little to do with mine.

Cadens. Free Cities.