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Today's dismal weather (both in New Arcadia and at Milliways) has made Sunshine wonder how one goes about putting a permanent ban on winter. The day was so dark with rain that the streetlights around the coffeehouse hadn't gone off until nearly noon. Everyone had been cranky and tired - Sunshine included.
And not just because there were now always SOFs in the coffeehouse, not hiding the fact that they were there to keep an eye on her - both as her friends and as her self-appointed semi-protectors-slash-exploiters. Four A.M. in wintertime was practically the middle of the night, and Rae's restless, nightmare-filled sleep made it extremely difficult for Sunshine to get out of bed each day to make cinnamon rolls.
Currently, as the last day of November darkens to an early close, she's in the Milliways kitchen.
The smell of fresh, warm brownies waft out into the bar.
And not just because there were now always SOFs in the coffeehouse, not hiding the fact that they were there to keep an eye on her - both as her friends and as her self-appointed semi-protectors-slash-exploiters. Four A.M. in wintertime was practically the middle of the night, and Rae's restless, nightmare-filled sleep made it extremely difficult for Sunshine to get out of bed each day to make cinnamon rolls.
Currently, as the last day of November darkens to an early close, she's in the Milliways kitchen.
The smell of fresh, warm brownies waft out into the bar.