Finished 00:47.
When
Blue returned, Raven was juicing apples into a bowl over the sink. “I
didn't think you drank apple juice,” said Blue, trying to remember
if he ever had
seen Raven drinking apple juice. He was pretty sure he hadn't, which
was odd, really. He was about to go upstairs when it clicked. “You're
making cider, aren't you?”
“Well
none of the shops will sell me alcohol,” snapped Raven.
“This
is for your own good,” Blue told him, and tried to pull to bowl out
of Raven's hands, but the look he got was enough to send even him
scampering.
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