Tobaccoless
Adora Belle didn't check her mail all that often. She didn't see the need for a mailbox in the first place, but Moist or someone must have talked her into it or gone ahead and given her one regardless, because that day she had checked said box and, to her surprise, found something inside.
The first glance offered her no insight as to what it was, but when she poked it and it jiggled, she knew immediately. Mouth set in a thin line, she had taken the thing and placed it in someone else's mailbox* before leaving.
She didn't venture up to the Compound all that often. All right, so she did, but that was usually to bathe and get food, not to socialize. This time, she went unaccompanied by Killer, leaving the mutt in the tender care of the jungle and whatever lurked in it. Probably the dog had just run along home, but Adora liked to think she was off eviscerating dinosaurs and terrorizing people far and wide. It brought a smile to her face, really.
Anyway, the reason for her visit to the Compound this time wasn't to socialize, or to get away from Lord Asriel and the damn dog. No - this time, she was out of tobacco and needed to find some more. Hopefully the plants in the garden hadn't all died.
So, there Miss Dearheart was, standing amongst the plants and flowers and trying to remember which one was tobacco.
"What am I supposed to do, smoke shredded rose leaves?" she muttered to herself, glaring at a flowery bush. "Give me a break."
*Asriel's, actually. He probably checked his mailbox a tad more regularly than she did, and that would probably prove to be amusing.
The first glance offered her no insight as to what it was, but when she poked it and it jiggled, she knew immediately. Mouth set in a thin line, she had taken the thing and placed it in someone else's mailbox* before leaving.
She didn't venture up to the Compound all that often. All right, so she did, but that was usually to bathe and get food, not to socialize. This time, she went unaccompanied by Killer, leaving the mutt in the tender care of the jungle and whatever lurked in it. Probably the dog had just run along home, but Adora liked to think she was off eviscerating dinosaurs and terrorizing people far and wide. It brought a smile to her face, really.
Anyway, the reason for her visit to the Compound this time wasn't to socialize, or to get away from Lord Asriel and the damn dog. No - this time, she was out of tobacco and needed to find some more. Hopefully the plants in the garden hadn't all died.
So, there Miss Dearheart was, standing amongst the plants and flowers and trying to remember which one was tobacco.
"What am I supposed to do, smoke shredded rose leaves?" she muttered to herself, glaring at a flowery bush. "Give me a break."
*Asriel's, actually. He probably checked his mailbox a tad more regularly than she did, and that would probably prove to be amusing.