Of These Hollowed Memories

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Because I can't help myself and felt it was about time I showed everyone that I am, in fact, working on something.

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Sabine Cheng was, as many would say, a woman of patience. When you had two children, each with their own set of quirks, as well as a full time job managing the best bakery in Paris, one had to be patient.

However, there were a few things that tested such patience. One of those being Lilian “Liar Liar” Rossi. Her long brown hair, pulled into twin butcher jobs, clashed with an ill-favored fake tan and toxic green eyes that reminded Sabine so vividly of the Lazarus Pits. Lila could make the devil himself gouge his eyes out and scream into the void. ‘Truly’, Sabine thought, ‘this girl could have been the devil had I not already met him’. Although she supposes he would sooner killed her sooner than let himself be tortured by her own idiotic behavior.

Sabine slammed the register door shut and jammed her key into the lock. ‘You’d think those idiots would learn after what happened to Bridgette,’ she thought bitterly. The empty register made a small ‘click’ signifying it had locked.

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