[It's warm enough that Terezi is out without her winter hat, her horns small but clearly visible, her eyes yellow and black behind her shades. She grins at Chika. Oh, it's the hot chocolate girl.]
It is not a problem. I enjoy burnt things.
[And with that, she leans forward and bites a marshmallow off the stick.]
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It is not a problem. I enjoy burnt things.
[And with that, she leans forward and bites a marshmallow off the stick.]
Delicious.