>>18417215>>18417199Maria was *THIS* close to snapping, but managed to mostly keep her calm as Maria seemed repentent on fixing the damage that she had done, the smile re-appearing back on her face, even if faintly as the screaming and explosions continued, causing a sigh to excape Maria's mouth. And people wondered why the WWA was getting audited as this was the quality of people they employed, or rather had employed.
>One moment darlings, I have to make sure that the soup isn't overcooking. Maria disappeared back into the kitchen, returning with a pot full of rich smelling soup and what seemed to be a load of hearty brown bread.
>The first course, mustard soup, filled with spring onion and thick slabs of bacon, accompanied by Irish brown bread.Maria gave Nikki a slight wink before she began to serve out bowls of soup and sticking a knife into the bread in case people wanted to cut a slice.
Once the soup was dealt out, Maria took out a handheld sweeper and dustpan, sweeping up the glass from the family picture as shards of the ceramic vase.
>Hmm, personally I'd say cornbread is sweet enough as is, though I know that the mere question of adding sugar to cornbread is enough to spark a riot down south.She moved to put the shards in the garbage bin before turning around, gently dumping them into Miss USA's soup before laying her hands on the intruder's shoulders, keeping her pinned down in the chair.
>Now eat up darlings, there's plenty to go around.Her fingers dug into the skin of Miss USA oh so gently, not enough to draw blood, but enough to make her intentions known.
>All of it... 