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There was a misshappen lump in Adora Belle's path.
She was on her way up to the compound to collect a thermos of coffee and perhaps a copy of that Bible she kept hearing so much about when she came across it. It looked like a log, if logs normally were that colour and snored. It was more probably a person, but Adora Belle chose not to recognize this and instead walked over it.
It was squidgy, and yielded to the press of her heels. Definitely a person.
"Whoops." She stepped off him - it was too large to be a woman, unless women in these parts were seriously abusing the near-endless supply of mangoes - taking extra care to tread on his head as she did so. Any idiot stupid enough to sleep out in the open like this was just asking for a good stomp, in her opinion.
She was quite glad she'd chosen to wear her heels today. The alternatives offered by the clothes box weren't nearly spiky enough.
She was on her way up to the compound to collect a thermos of coffee and perhaps a copy of that Bible she kept hearing so much about when she came across it. It looked like a log, if logs normally were that colour and snored. It was more probably a person, but Adora Belle chose not to recognize this and instead walked over it.
It was squidgy, and yielded to the press of her heels. Definitely a person.
"Whoops." She stepped off him - it was too large to be a woman, unless women in these parts were seriously abusing the near-endless supply of mangoes - taking extra care to tread on his head as she did so. Any idiot stupid enough to sleep out in the open like this was just asking for a good stomp, in her opinion.
She was quite glad she'd chosen to wear her heels today. The alternatives offered by the clothes box weren't nearly spiky enough.