>>19364188The wooden door of Paule's room opened creaking and squeaking.
LILLITH could see how at the other side of it, Paule was looking at her. She wasn't happy.
>Oh LILLITH. Just who I was looking for.>Look, I need to ask you a favor.>I'm hungry, and I want eggs.Paule looked at LILLITH hands: Cupcakes.
>I can eat those too.The rookie was trying to be nice, but her tone was not the usual one. The excitement in her voice was gone. The texture in her voice was plain and devoid of colour.