Fvck! Why do I keep forgetting about that girl?! Was I that inconsiderate of someone that actually looked up to me?! "Lise! I need you to drive us to the city!"
"What?!" my sister protested. "Weren't we supposed to-"
"And leave Jen behind?!" I tersely cut her off. "Do you want to starve?!"
It was a utilitarian way of thinking about things, but right now, we were in a life or death situation where we might actually need to cut losses. Jen was a non-combatant whose role in the party was mostly just to cook good food for us. Granted, she might be better at us at it than Lise and I combined, but ultimately, a cook wasn't really needed in a group that was constantly on the move and ultimately utilitarian. She wouldn't be missed, unfortunately, except for when everyone gets withdrawals from her divine cooking.
Your gift is the motivation for my creation. Give me more motivation!
Creation is hard, cheer me up!
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