(fus ro dah, motherfucker)
Ava Ire wrote:(Wheee)
Ava sat outside on the bench again, as it had become her favorite spot to sit and think of late. She was sketching something into a notepad, before she got up and walked inside.
Vess, the infamous CoffeeReil leans over her cart and smiles. "Can I interest you in the finest Reilish coffee this side of... the entire planet? Unlike Dom over there, I won't sell you the freaky types."


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