Villainess’s Sweet Everyday

I guess it's been tough on your eyes. No, spoiled the other way around, I guess everything I want is the type.

We step on cobblestones and move on. Though there may not be a goal.

Purchase vanilla ice cream at the roadside ice cream shop through the alley. The other two ordered chocolate chip ice cream.

"White ice cream is a little too bloody for Marikana, and I think the strawberry red is a Dompisha."

Again, it's a mess. Either way, you're persistent. Is that all you can say?