[ iris loved, loved, loved honey when they were children, possibly to an unhealthy degree. she's not sure when she transferred that devotion to brownies. oftentimes when they'd run out of honey and joe would seek out the culprit, and iris' sticky fingers would give her away each and every time. these days she'll eat it with her granola, every now and then. toss in some fruits and nuts and mmm! you've got yourself a delicious breakfast of champions.
presently, iris is adding some cinnamon to her coffee as steps out the door, arching her eyebrows at him in challenge.
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[ iris loved, loved, loved honey when they were children, possibly to an unhealthy degree. she's not sure when she transferred that devotion to brownies. oftentimes when they'd run out of honey and joe would seek out the culprit, and iris' sticky fingers would give her away each and every time. these days she'll eat it with her granola, every now and then. toss in some fruits and nuts and mmm! you've got yourself a delicious breakfast of champions.
presently, iris is adding some cinnamon to her coffee as steps out the door, arching her eyebrows at him in challenge.
en garde, allen. ]