Sitting down on the sofa in the same room I used to enjoy the girls during my previous stay I couldn't help but feel a bit of nostalgia. So far, there was no place in this world that I could call home. There was my island and my stronghold, but just like I called it an outpost for my travels, so far I was only using it as a rally point for all my missions. Up to this point, I only made it so it would be habitable and usable, but had yet to make any memories with it!
Barely a few moments after I managed to sit down with the intention of figuring out the plan for the next hours or maybe even days, I heard a few knocks on the door, before it swung open, as Elea let herself in with a big platter of fresh, ripe fruits and a big gourd of what appeared to be a vine. Looking at her skimpy clothes and how both of her hands were busy with the stuff that she brough for me, I was reminded of a once-popular meme. Chocolate cake, gameboltz, or me, what do you want first?
Once again, the statement DOES NOT increase the cost of a chapter. It jumps every 200 words and the disclaimer is about 30 words long.
Also, there is next chapter coming in as soon as I write it (that I will still consider as one written before the reset, so it won't count towards tomorrow's dailys)