Villainess’s Sweet Everyday

Stretcher is coming. Two paramedics are pulling stretchers. The soldiers who received Grandma's bag are worried about talking to the old woman. The old lady and the ambulance loaded with bags ran away whispering a siren. I hope there's no time. It may be serious because I was sucking like a tin, and a fear outbreak occurs.

I shook my face and stepped on the bus. Sleep cravings? Are you sleepy? It's kind of a strange sign.

There was a sweet smell in the bus. Smells like melted caramel. I don't think anyone is eating it. My sense of smell is crazy. I remember the illusion that the glass in the car was melting. It's like a confectionery bus. I wonder if I smelled it instead of ravaging because I was exhausted.